Chapter 1346： Tragic world pilgrim

Mumbai, located in Maharashtra, India, is the capital of the state and the largest and most prosperous city in India. And in this city that makes Indians proud, a huge temple has gathered thousands of rallies in silence.

India is a country where religion is prevalent. Such a large-scale religious gathering is not unprecedented in the past. Every year, Mumbai has a similar rally. But every gathering in the past is different from the current one.

Quiet and quiet. Even if there are thousands of people gathered, it is still quiet and uncomfortable. No one spoke, and no one deliberately went to the noise. Everyone present was silent and praying. Even if I look up occasionally, I just look at it in one place. This situation is really strange.

The strangest thing is the people here. Indian society has been nicknamed that one percent of the nobility manages 99 percent of the civilian population and 10 percent of the elite possesses 90 percent of the resources. In general, the most devout is the 99% of the lower class. Because only they can believe in the protection of the gods, this set of life and future life. Of course, this is not to say that there are no high-level people who believe in the gods. Only their beliefs are limited after all. Most of India's top executives have received higher education. In the face of technology and the gods, most people will choose the former.

According to such a statement, it is like this gathering here. It should also be those who are ragged, and the lower-level people with yellow skin and thin skin are right. But in fact, the situation does not seem to be like this.

They are well-dressed and full of energy. Although some people have dark complexion and rough facial features. But the kind of high-spirited attitude and enthusiasm revealed from the bones are simply not what the subordinate civilians in this country can have.

Just seeing it here, some people may think. These people are upper classes, nobles of high castes. In fact, this is not the case. They are not the guys with high castes, nor the people in the upper class. Although there are indeed a few of them that belong to the upper class. But the vast majority of the people are still poor Pula people, or the poor who are exploited and oppressed.

It is difficult for the lower classes of India to have the opportunity to turn around. Most of the Indians we saw in the past were middle-class families or high-caste clan directly in India. These people are educated in capital, speak fluent English, and the superiority of the living environment is unmatched by ordinary Indians. Looking at the lives of these people, it is hard to imagine how ordinary Indians live.

It is the norm in the shack of a few square meters. Even in general, six or seven people are living in such a small space. Most ordinary Indians simply do not have a stable career. Many people are doing jobs like smashing or selling pirated books. This kind of day-to-day life is unimaginable for people in many other countries, but for Indians, this is the most normal life. Sometimes, they dare not imagine how they have a fixed job.

Maybe someone will say how this is possible. I would think that these words are somewhat exaggerated. Because this is a modern society after all. Even if you don't say anything else, the common sense that knowledge changes fate is enough to implement the people's hearts. As long as it is a bit motivated, I will spend some time thinking about something. More or less, you can find a job for yourself. Even if the Indians are lazy, there are always some special cases on the basis of one billion people.

But unfortunately, such special cases are absolutely less than your imagination. Because the education of the Indians is not for the civilians of these low castes. It is not that civilians cannot go to school. It is hard to learn things even if civilians go to school.

I am afraid it is hard to imagine that an independent big country, all the textbooks use what the language of other countries will be. This does not seem to happen, but in reality, this is the status quo of the current society in India.

India is a country with many ethnic groups and complex languages. Its common languages ​​are Hindi and English. There are also 1,656 languages ​​and dialects. Among them, 18 languages ​​are prescribed as the official language of the Federation. From the perspective of the independence and nationality of a country's culture, if it is used for education, it should be based on the official national language of the country, supplemented by the world's universal language. But the Indian education sector is not doing this. Their approach is to start with basic education and use English as a unified text for all official textbooks.

Imagine a group of low-level civilians who speak a few languages, enter the school without effective communication, and then look at the words that they don’t even know in a language they don’t even understand. Do you think learning will be useful?

The strong are strong and the weak are weak. This is the fixed posture of Indian society. It is almost impossible for people with low castes to fly to the branches to become phoenix, and the power of the state will not be skewed towards them. Only in this way can they be exploited by those who are at the top. And precisely because of this, almost all the civilians in the bottom of India are desperate for their own lives.

In the past, those subordinate Indians who did not have any hope for life and the future, the eyes were empty and the look was numb. They almost never have the expression of these people at the rally today. That kind of expression, it feels like they have already gotten a new life, as if they have completely reborn. It is amazing.

The reason why such a miraculous change happened was entirely because of the man who had just walked out of the temple.

Steve is still Steve, but it has changed. The tall body is covered with linen robes like monks. Some long hair is tied to the back of the brain by a rope, with a thick beard, which makes him look very vicissitudes. Of course, if you go to see his bright and deep eyes, you will forget what you thought before. Because at this time you only see a firm will and a wise mind.

He held the sword of gold and walked to the high platform in front of everyone with a smile, and then spoke to the following believers who had become fanatical and devout.

"Good evening, my dear brothers and sisters. I am very happy to see you look better and figure. This proves that our efforts are not in vain."

He called these believers who looked at themselves with devout eyes as brothers and sisters, but these believers could not treat him with the title he called. They were only in the first place when Steve appeared, and they had already bowed to the ground neatly, touching the ground with their foreheads and touching the soil with their lips. Let the palms and feet fully up, the extreme concentration and the extremely devout worship.

While bowing, they are still chanting.

"Praise you, my great elder. Bless you, my beloved father. May the glory of the ancient sages shine on you forever. May your wisdom shine forever on our way."

It is not the pretense of Sanskrit or Hebrew, but the most common and the language of everyone. Because there are so many different languages ​​in India, many people say it is not the same. But in the case of thousands of people sharing the same rumors, such rumors are still enough to sway and turbulent.

What is shocking people is not the language, but the inner strength represented by the language. This is the power that Steve can hear, so his face immediately shows a bright smile.

Like a devout Buddhist, Steve bent down on his waist to the believers in front of him. Then he smiled and dared not move to these respectful linkages. Said the person.

"Thank you for your trust, my brothers and sisters. Although we don't have a long time to get along, we can see that we maintain such trust and affection between each other. I am really excited."

"The Holy One!" Someone shouted with sorghum, and then it was dense and tidy. This situation made Steve show a helpless smile, then held up one of his hands and said to the believers in front of him.

"Okay, everyone. Don't waste our precious time on this red tape. Let's continue our previous communication. In between, I want to ask. Duddy, is your son's illness good? Is our medicine useful to him?"

"Thank you, Holy One. My son's condition is already cured by your messenger. When he is completely fine, I will definitely come over and thank you."

A savage middle-aged man was forced to decapitate directly to him when he heard Steve call his name. He used a lot of force, which made him directly cut off on his head. But he didn't care about this, but he still replied with a loud voice.

"It doesn't matter, it's just a trifle. He is a child. For the sake of the children, each of us should do whatever we can to do something, isn't it?" Was swinging his hand and Steve looked at the other At the office. "Halla, is your home debt repaid?"

"It has been repaid, my wife and children have been redeemed. Thank you for your kindness, thank you for giving me a second chance of life. Holy, I will always remember your grace!"

It is also a man's reply, and the voice is more of a feeling of reconciliation and remorse. In this regard, Steve is just a comfort.

"People always make mistakes. The key is whether you can correct your mistakes. You have the opportunity to save everything back. This is your luck, Halra. I hope you don't make the same mistake again!"

"I swear, use everything I have, the Holy One!"