Namaste and Salaam

Born of one womb,
Separated at birth.
Brothers turned enemies
So much resentment and hurt.
Lines have been tattooed
To separate you from me;
Yet bloodshed and violence
Have peppered our story.
Perhaps it is only my foolish dream
To hope that one day all will be calm
After all this is something I often wonder,
How different is my Namaste from your Salaam?

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This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda and it got featured this week! 🙂