Hindu. Muslim. Dalit. Brahmin. Sunni. Shia. Protestant. Orthodox. Caste. Religion. Language. Come on, we all squeeze ourselves in the same compartment, every morning and evening, braving the rush hour and sweat, while fretting about everything wet. We travel on the same road, every day; there is no way one can distinguish a Hindu from a Muslim in that massive traffic jam. A Tiwari (Ouch!) motor-mans the 7.04 Karjat fast? Refuse to board, will ya? A Patil drives me to the nearest railway station every morning and evening; I pay the full fare :-) In times of accidents and crisis, we don’t have a quota system to allocate more money for dead and injured basis caste and religion (why do have quotas for jobs, even now?!) A Hindu pays Rs.200 for a kg tur dal, and so do Christians, Muslims, Parsis, Sikhs etc. At times, we occupy the table at a favourite joint, that might have been previously occupied by someone from another religion, caste and gender; was it a Khan who made Sharmas favourite Dal Makhani on their wedding anniversary? What’s the caste and religion of farmers who nurture the grains that we consume, every day? What was the religion of the “heart throb” on your most recent flight? All of us, cutting across religion, have families. We pay for electricity bills; none less than the other. Attend school. Have Monday morning blues without reservations. Struggle to make ends meet. Celebrate. Marry. Have children. Remain single. Flirt. Love. HUMAN. We all pay obeisance to an almighty in our own ways. We Believe in Faith. 300 years ago, a handful divided us, and manipulated generations. Grow up. School gaye ho na? Scored low in History? No problem. What about Civics?