Two men walking past me suddenly diverged, each of them taking a different route to enter the great yellow cathedral at dusk. It was raining lightly, and the men were in a hurry. They are dressed very much alike, yet it seems that they have opposite objectives in mind as they mount separate steps for the evening service. It might symbolize the very nature of religion itself – people can take divergent paths to faith, each marching to the beat of their own drum.