The art of being a good Indian, is to know when to use your sound judgment and when to suspend it.
You use your good judgement when studying how to make an aeroplane and you suspend it when you read Harry Potter. That is what good Indians do.
Indians can know perfectly well that there is a black hole at the center of the galaxy, and then feel thrilled that they are looking at Sri Vishnu when they face it. They would never call it a monster. We have lots of stories and customs (like the Karthika and Dhanur Masa Vratams) that help us remember exactly when the Sun is aligned with the Moola Nakshatram, which points to the galactic centre. And then we bow to it.
Indians can make a spacecraft or a computer and put a bottu on it and do pooja on Ayudha Pooja day.
We can know what we can see and we can trust wholly in what we cannot see.
We know that Sri Rama, lived and walked and married and died, and we know that He can protect our children and our lives and homes if we say Sri Rama Raksha, even now.
Look at the nice ‘rangolis’ on the door step and a happy stray dog sleeping on it, all curled up.
Indra, the king of the devas had a dog called Sarama. He promised Sarama that all her descendants would be fed by humans, because she helped him find some lost cows.