Many years ago, a close friend of mine from Jalandhar celebrated Diwali at my home, and we as a family celebrated Christmas at his home, with his family.
Those lovely memories inspired me to write this very simple piece on three friends of different faiths who decided to celebrate Christmas in India, a land of different religions, but a country where diversity for many centuries has forged unity.
It was a chilly winter evening in the bustling city of Mumbai, India. The streets were filled with people of all faiths and backgrounds, each celebrating the holiday season in their own unique way.
In a small, humble home in a quiet neighborhood, three unlikely friends had gathered to celebrate Christmas together. Rohan, a blind Hindu, had invited his friends, Emmanuel, a lame Christian, and Amir, a sick Muslim, to join him for a Christmas feast.
Despite their physical limitations and religious differences, the three friends had formed a deep and abiding bond. They had met at a local community centre, where they had all been seeking support and comfort in their respective struggles.
As they sat around the dinner table, Rohan, Emmanuel, and Amir shared stories and laughter, their faces aglow with the warm light of the Christmas candles. They had prepared a traditional Indian Christmas feast, complete with biryani, chicken tikka masala, and gulab jamun.
As they ate and drank, the three friends talked about what they felt was the true meaning of Christmas. Rohan spoke about the Hindu concept of “Ahimsa,” or non-violence, and how it aligned with the Christian values of love and compassion. Emmanuel shared about the significance of Jesus’ birth and the message of hope and redemption it brought to the world. Amir spoke about the Islamic values of kindness, generosity, and forgiveness, and how they were reflected in the spirit of Christmas.
As the night wore on, the three friends sang Christmas carols together, their voices blending in harmony. They exchanged gifts, each one carefully chosen to reflect their unique friendship and bond.
As they parted ways, Rohan, Emmanuel, and Amir hugged each other tightly, their hearts full of peace, joy, and love. They knew their friendship was a rare and precious gift, one that transcended the boundaries of religion and culture.
In a country today filled with division and strife, the three friends had found a way to come together, to celebrate their differences, and to find common ground in their shared humanity. As they looked up at the starry night sky, they knew that they were not alone, that they were part of a larger community of people who believed in the power of love, compassion, and friendship to bring people together.
I do believe that somewhere up in heaven a Birthday Boy smiled at the three, for He had come down 2000 years ago not for people of any one faith, but for all people of all faiths!
It was truly an Indian Christmas…!
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What a story dear Bob. I cried reading this story of 3 friends. Wish every Indian reads this story irrespective of which religion he or she belongs to. There would be love and no strife …
Thank you Murali