Mumbai, located in the Indian state of Maharashtra, is the capital of the state and the largest and most prosperous city in the whole of India. The fastest renewal and in this city that Indians are proud of, a huge temple has gathered thousands of congregators in silence.

India is a country where religion prevails. Religious gatherings of this magnitude have not been unheard of in the past. Every year during the festival, there is a similar rally in Mumbai. But every rally in the past has been different from this one.

Quiet, quiet. Even with thousands of people gathered, it was still uncomfortably quiet. No one spoke, and no one deliberately made a noise. Everyone present was silent and praying. Even if I look up occasionally, I just look at one place. This situation is really strange.

And the strangest thing is the people here. In Indian society, it is jokingly said that 1 percent of the aristocracy manages 99 percent of the commoners, and 10 percent of the elite appropriates 90 percent of the resources. And generally speaking, the most religious people belong to the lower 99 percent. Because only they will believe in the protection of the gods, this set of future lives. Of course, this is not to say that there are no high-ranking people who believe in gods. It's just that their beliefs are limited after all. Most of India's top brass are highly educated, and most people still choose the former in the face of technology and gods.

And according to such a statement, then it seems to be gathered here as it is now. It should also be those ragged, yellow-skinned lower-class people. But in fact, this does not seem to be the case.

They were all well-dressed and full of energy. Although some people have dark skin and rough facial features. But that kind of high-spirited posture and vigorous vigor revealed from the bones are simply not what those low-level civilians in this country can have.

Just seeing this, some people may think. These people are the upper class, the nobles of the upper castes. Actually, it's not, they're not high-caste guys, and they're not upper-class people. Although it is true that a few of them belong to the upper class. But the vast majority of the people are still the poor ordinary people, or the poor elements who are exploited and oppressed.

It is very difficult for the lower classes of people in India to have a chance to turn over. Most of the Indians we see in the past belong to middle-class families or directly to the high-caste clans of India. These people were educated by capital, spoke fluent English, and lived in a privileged environment that ordinary Indians could not match. And looking at the lives of these people, it's actually hard to imagine how ordinary Indians live.

Living in a shack of a few square meters is the norm. Even under normal circumstances, there are still six or seven people living in such a small space. Most ordinary Indians do not have a stable job at all. A lot of people are doing things like picking up rags or peddling pirated books. This kind of life is unimaginable for people in many other countries, but for Indians, it is the most normal life. Sometimes, they can't imagine what it would be like to have a regular job.

Someone may say, how is this possible. Would think that these words are a bit exaggerated. Because this is modern society after all. Even if nothing else, the common sense that knowledge changes fate is enough to carry out people's hearts. As long as you are a little self-motivated, you are willing to put some effort into learning something. More or less, you can find yourself a job. Even if Indians are lazy, there will always be some exceptions on the basis of a billion people.

But unfortunately, there are absolutely fewer such exceptions than you can imagine. Because the education of Indians is not for these low-caste commoners. It's not that civilians can't go to school. It's that even if civilians go to school, it's hard to learn things.

It's hard to imagine what it's like to be a big independent country where all the textbooks are in the language of another country. This may seem impossible, but in reality, it is the current state of society in India.

India is a country with many ethnic groups and complex languages. The lingua franca is Hindi and English. In addition, there are 1,652 languages and dialects. Of these, 18 are designated as official federal languages. 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 English, the universal language of the world. But that's not the case with India's education sector. Their approach is to use English as the uniform language for all official textbooks, starting with basic education.

Think about it, a group of low-level civilians who speak a few languages, enter a school when they can't communicate effectively, and then watch a teacher you don't know explain words in a language you don't know that you can't understand at all, do you think learning will be useful?

The strong will always be strong, and the weak will always be weak. This is the fixed posture of Indian society. It is almost impossible for people of the lower castes to fly up the branches and become phoenixes, and the power of the state will not be skewed in their favor. Only in this way can they be exploited by those at the top. And it is precisely because of this that almost all low-level civilians in India are at a loss and hopeless about their lives.

In the past, those low-ranking Indians who had no hope for life and the future had empty eyes and numb expressions. They almost never have the expressions of these people at the rally today. It was as if they had been given a new lease of life, as if they had been completely reborn. It's magical.

And the reason for such a miraculous change is entirely because of the man who had just come out of the depths of the temple.

Steve is still the same Steve, but he's a different look. The tall body is draped in linen robes like those of monks. Some of the long hair is tied behind the head with a rope, and the thick beard makes him look very vicissitudes. Of course, if you look at his bright and deep eyes, you will forget those previous perceptions of yourself. Because at this time, all you see is a strong will, and a wise mind.

Holding the golden sword, he walked to the high platform in front of everyone with a smile on his face, and then spoke softly to the believers below whose eyes had become fanatical and pious.

"Good evening, my dear brothers and sisters. It's great to see you getting better again. This proves that our efforts have not been in vain. ”

He called these followers who looked at him with reverent eyes as brothers and sisters, but they could not see him by the name he called. They were already kneeling on the ground in unison as soon as Steve appeared, touching the ground with their foreheads and the soil with their lips. Let the palms of the hands and feet be completely upward, and bow down with extreme concentration and extreme reverence.

While prostrating, they chanted it at the same time.

"Praise you, my great elder. Bless you, my loving Father. May the glory of the ancient sages always shine on you, and may your wisdom always shine on our path. ”

It's not Sanskrit or Hebrew, it's the most common, and everybody's language. Because there are so many languages spoken in India, many people don't actually sound the same thing. But in such a situation where thousands of people pronounce it together, such a hymn is still enough to stir the hearts of the people.

It is not the language that can shock people's hearts, but the inner power that the language represents. It was a power that Steve could hear, so a big smile immediately appeared on his face.

With his palms folded together like a devout Buddhist, Steve bent his waist deeply at the devotees in front of him, and then he smiled at the respectful people who didn't even dare to move.

"Thank you for your trust, my brothers and sisters. Although we haven't been together for a long time, I'm really excited to see that we maintain such trust and affection for each other. ”

"Sage!" Someone shouted in a high-pitched voice, and then it was dense, neatly dressed. This situation made Steve smile helplessly, and then held one of his hands and said to the believers in front of him.

"All right, guys. Don't waste our precious time on this red tape. Let's continue our previous conversation. In between, I'd like to ask. Doody, is your son's illness cured? Will our medicine work for him? ”

"Thank you, Sage. My son's condition has been healed by your messenger. When he's completely well, I'll be sure to come over with him and thank you. ”

A middle-aged man with sobs in his eyes had already kowtowed vigorously to Steve when he heard him call his name. He used a lot of force, which caused him to be smashed directly on the head. But he didn't care about that, and replied in a loud voice.

"It's okay, it's just a small thing. He's a kid. Each of us should do what we can for the sake of our children, shouldn't we? With a wave of his hand, Steve looked elsewhere. Harla, have your family's debts been paid cleanly? ”

"I have paid it back, and my wife and children have been redeemed. Thank you for your kindness and for giving me a second chance at life. Sage, I will always remember your kindness! ”

is also a man's reply, and the voice is more of a feeling of enlightenment and regret for not being at the beginning. And in this regard, Steve only comforted.

"People make mistakes. The key is whether you can correct your mistakes. It's your luck to have a chance to salvage everything, Harla. I hope you don't make the same mistake again! ”

"I swear, with all that I have, Sage!"