Could be that religious people have a very stable mood, atleast that's what I have.
There's a constant feeling of someone being present, especially when I'm alone.
And this feeling increases during prayer.
Everything that happens, I just take it with a grain of salt, believing that ultimately it's a
play of shadows and by passing of time, everything will end.
Let's say that I don't worry much.
I can understand that too - and I can see why a lot of people are willing to ignore the things that just don't add up for the sake of that stable anchor, feeling of being 'watched-over' and of well-being.
The problem is once you've looked into Pandora's Box and let faith escape - the magic no longer works.
I may be no happier now - but I'd far rather painful truth to blissful ignorance - even if I had the choice - which of course I do not.
btw I forgot iSoK - are you Muslim?