Walls of Home, Not Hostility: When Diversity Was Our Greatest Strength
Walls of Home, Not Hostility: When Diversity Was Our Greatest Strength In the narrow bylanes of the old neighbourhoods and the stacked balconies of the chawls, India didn't just exist on a map; it lived and breathed in every corridor. We grew up in a beautiful, chaotic melting pot where religion, region, and language swirled around us like the colours of Holi. And the most beautiful part? They never became walls. We didn't have playdates that sorted children by community. We had street cricket where the team was chosen based on who could hit the ball farthest, not which god they prayed to. The boy celebrating Eid one day was the same boy saving a spot for his friend during the Ganesh immersion procession the next. Diversity wasn't a topic for a seminar; it was the texture of our everyday life. The Many Flavours of Friendship Our homes were a culinary map of India. If you grew up in a diverse neighbourhood, your taste buds were probably more secular than any political slogan...