Hope

Went to Pyramid Valley yesterday. We were parking our car, when a bus load of these schoolkids turned up, chanting at the top of their voices. For a moment, I rued the impending loss of peace and quietude in the little valley. We had battled hours of Bangalore traffic in hope of that !

Some time later, I saw them again, inside the pyramid. They sat in neat rows, the boys and girls. They looked about eleven or twelve years old. There they sat quietly, eyes closed, in the meditative posture. No restlessness, no fidgeting. It was quite obvious, these children were not new to meditation. Their teachers sat with them. I could see the peace reflected in their faces and bodies. The calmness born from turning inwards.

Bombarded as we are, on a daily basis, with horrific news of violence, depravity and blind self seeking, I could feel a flicker of hope awaken in me. This school teaches its children to meditate, look within. Maybe, there are more schools like this one.The media does not tell us and so we don't know. Maybe, when these children grow up, they will bring in a better world. Maybe, goodness. kindness, light is growing in bits and patches around us. And one day, we will see the darkness shrink if not wiped out. Maybe.