God, Traditions & the Business of Blind Faith

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 Sometimes I honestly sit and wonder—what the hell have we turned religion into? Half the rituals people follow today don’t even make sense anymore. It’s less about faith and more about money, fear, and showing off.

Take festivals, for example. Instead of enjoying them with family and friends, they’ve become collection drives. Money boxes everywhere, people practically forced to donate “in the name of god.” Seriously, which god is sitting up there with a wallet waiting for your cash? If god is almighty, why would god need a cut from your salary?

And fasting—don’t even get me started. People will literally starve themselves sick just to feel holy. Some of them even have health issues but still force themselves to fast, as if collapsing from weakness is some kind of offering to god. If god really cared, wouldn’t he/she want you healthy and alive instead of half-dead from hunger?

The real winners here? The institutions. Religion today has one of the smartest business models ever: sell fear, sell guilt, sell hope. “Donate this much and your sins are forgiven.” “Offer this and your wishes will come true.” Poor people put their last rupee into these offerings, hoping for a miracle that never comes. Meanwhile, the people running the show? They’re living like kings.

And don’t get me started on the family drama. I’ve literally seen relatives turn “god’s prayers” into a competition. Who can do it first? Who can do it bigger? Who can decorate better? It’s not prayer anymore—it’s a contest for bragging rights. Nothing genuine, nothing spiritual, just ego and status wrapped in holy packaging.

Honestly, if god is real, I’m pretty sure god is up there rolling eyes like:

“I never asked you for coconuts, cash, or starvation contests. I wanted kindness, logic, and humanity. But hey, if you want to compete with your neighbour over who prays better, go ahead.”

Here’s what I believe:

God doesn’t need your money.

God doesn’t want you starving.

God doesn’t care who finishes puja first.

And god definitely doesn’t run an EMI scheme for blessings.

Faith could’ve been something beautiful—about being kind, thoughtful, compassionate. But somewhere along the way, it got hijacked by fear, greed, and the need to show off. Now it just feels like a scam wearing holy clothes.

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