Compassion exists in this world
Compassion and humanity do exist in this cruel world, as I was pleasantly surprised to find last night. But in the hearts of ordinary people, not the Vijay Kumar/Kalki Bhagavan’s and Ammas of this world.
Accident found us watching a movie about a medical student who goes on a tour of South America. The tour takes him through lands impoverished, to the San Peblo leper colony where he spends several weeks as a medico-volunteer. Ernesto is a regular guy, falling in love with girls, having fun, not a stuffy spiritual type. The movie shows his love for the inmates of the leper colony whom the nuns refuse to touch. He refuses gloves and shakes hands with lepers breaking the rules laid out by the nuns, which include not giving food to those who don’t attend mass.
His parting with the inmates is especially touching. It is to be seen. Made me feel ashamed, being such a spiritual type myself, it brought tears to my Kalki-hardened heart. The movie is "The Motorcycle Diaries".
Thank God there is love and compassion in our world, and it doesn’t require a Kracki and his fat-as-a-tick gluttonous wife to awaken.
