Ramadan begins this week. I asked someone in our RC class, a practicing Muslim, to talk about Ramadan and what it means to them. Then we discharged on early memories connected to our religious heritages.


It was moving. I noticed my connection to others in the class deepen. It felt powerful, and I felt something shift for me.


I don’t often fully show what I think and feel as a Hindu. I get scared and angry about how Hinduism has been used in deeply oppressive ways to separate Hindus and Muslims.


I discharged on my memories of connection as a Hindu girl. Some of my most cherished childhood times were gathering with my family and community to celebrate Hindu holidays or be together during poojas [prayers]. Our work in class reminded me how good it is to openly show my love for Hinduism, which is connected to my desire for the complete liberation of all people, and, as part of that, to completely back Muslim liberation. An RC teacher once said, the [rational] needs of a group are not in conflict with the [rational] needs of an individual.