In search of Bapu -2

It has been long since the last update. Among the disruptions to my updates was torpor, turbidity and time. This update comes at an unfortunate opportune time.

When I walked into the Sabarmati Ashram, I could not contain my excitement. Tears rolled down my cheeks.  I could feel being transported back to the time when he was alive and so was sabarmati. Earlier, I could only read about the experiences in books  and listen to old men talk of their golden days when they were younger but I experienced them NOW.  What a privilege!!!

As I update this part, I remember the tranquility that shrouds the ashram. Peace is alive, despite the sometimes violent attacks of the howling winds, the scorching sun and pouring rain. 

This past weekend, my home was rocked by the sound of explosions. The wails of the kin, the blood of the dead and the tears of sorrow, the furtive scared eyes of the injured were all that occupied my mind.  This morning, as I read the newspapers, I could not contain the emotions that spontaneously expressed themselves. I was taken by surprise.  Lives disrupted.  Families destroyed. What is the motive of the perpetrators? Why cannot we, the people stop them?  I have been thinking ever since as to what I can do to stop them.

Where is the peace that bapu talked about? Where is the non-violence? I feel violated. Don’t you?

Has anyone of you had similar experiences?

 If so, join me.

If not, what is the secret of your indifference?

What is the secret of your strength, courage and resolve?

-ananth