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Chapter 1346 Les Miserables Pilgrims

Mumbai, located in Maharashtra, India, is the capital of this 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 gatherings silently.

India is a country where religions are prevalent. Religious gatherings of such a large scale have not been unseen in the past. Every year on festivals, similar gatherings are present. But every gathering in the past is different from the current one.

Quiet, quiet. Even if thousands of people gathered, the place is still quiet and uncomfortable. No one speaks, and no one deliberately makes people make noise. Everyone present is silent and praying. Even if they occasionally look up, they just look at a place. This situation is really strange.

The strangest thing is the people here. Indian society is jokingly called one percent of the nobles who manage 99% of the civilians and 10% of the elite occupants with 90% of the resources. Generally speaking, the most pious people belong to the 99% of the lower class. Because only they believe in the protection of the gods in the next and present lives. Of course, this does not mean that no senior officials believe in gods. It’s just that their beliefs are limited after all. Most of the senior officials in India have received higher education, and in front of science and technology and gods, most people will still choose the former.

According to this statement, the people who gather here like now should be those ragged, pale and thin lower class people. But in fact, the situation does not seem to be like this.

They were all well-dressed and full of energy. Although some people had dark skin and rough facial features, the high-spirited attitude and vigorous vitality revealed from their bones were simply not something that the lower-level civilians in this country could have.

Just seeing this, some people may think that these people are all upper classes and those nobles of the higher caste. In fact, this is not the case. They are not the guys of the higher caste, nor are they from the upper class. Although there are indeed so few of them belong to the upper class. However, the vast majority of people are still poor and ordinary people, and the poor who are exploited and oppressed.

It is difficult for the lower class of India to have a chance to turn things around. In the past, most of the Indians we have seen belong to middle-class families or directly from high-castes in India. These people receive capital education, speak fluent English, and have a good living environment that is simply incomparable to those ordinary Indians. Looking at the lives of these people, it is actually hard to imagine how ordinary Indians live.

It is normal to live in a shack of several square meters. Generally speaking, six or seven people live in such a small space. Most ordinary Indians do not have a stable job at all. Many people are doing jobs such as picking up rags or selling pirated books. This kind of life that makes a day and earns a day is hard for people in many other countries to imagine, but for Indians, this is the most normal life. Sometimes, they dare not imagine how they have a fixed job.

Some people may say, how is this possible? They think these words are a bit exaggerated. After all, this is a modern society. Even if you don’t say anything else, the common sense that knowledge changes destiny is enough to implement people’s hearts. As long as you are a little motivated and willing to spend some time learning something, you can find a job for yourself. Even if Indians are used to being lazy, there will always be some special cases based on one billion people.

But unfortunately, there are absolutely few such exceptions beyond your imagination. Because the education of Indians is not for these low-caste civilians. It is not that civilians cannot go to school. It is because civilians are difficult for civilians to learn things even if they go to school.

You may be hard to imagine what kind of situation would be like for an independent country, all the textbooks used in other countries. This seems impossible, but in fact, this is the current situation of India's current society.

India is a country with many ethnic groups and complex languages. Its common languages ​​are Hindi and English. In addition, there are 1,652 languages ​​and dialects. Among them, eighteen languages ​​are stipulated as the official federal language. From the perspective of national independence and nationality, if it is used for education, it should be based on the official national language of the country and supplemented by the common language of the world. However, the Indian education department did not do this. Their approach is to use English comprehensively as a unified word for all official textbooks starting from basic education.

Just imagine, a group of low-level civilians who speak a few languages ​​enter the school without any effective communication, and then watch teachers who you don’t know explain words that you can’t understand in languages ​​you don’t know. 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. People with low castes are almost impossible to fly up to the branches and become phoenixes, and the power of the country will not deviate from them. Only in this way can they be exploited by those upper-class people. It is precisely because of this that almost all the civilians at the bottom of India are confused and desperate about their lives.

The lower-level Indians who had no hope for life and the future in the past had empty eyes and numb expressions. They almost never showed the expressions of these people at the rally. That expression felt like they had already been reborn, as if they had been completely reborn. It was magical.

And the reason for such a magical change is entirely because of the man who just walked out of the depths of the temple.

Steve is still the same Steve, but he has changed his appearance. His tall body is wearing a linen robe that looks like a monk. Some of his long hair is tied back by ropes and paired with a thick beard, which makes him look very vicissitudes. Of course, if you look at his bright and deep eyes, you will forget your previous views. Because at this time you only see firm will and wise thoughts.

He walked to the platform in front of everyone with a smile, and then said gently to the believers below whose eyes had become fanatical and pious.

"Good evening, my dear brothers and sisters. I'm glad to see you all get better again. This proves that our efforts are not in vain."

He called these believers who looked at him with pious eyes as brothers and sisters, but these believers could not see him by the title he called him. They just knelt on the ground in an orderly manner as soon as Steve appeared, touching the ground with his forehead and touching the soil with his lips. They made the palms and soles of his feet completely upward, and they bowed with extreme concentration and extreme devotion.

While bowing, they were also chanting like this.

"Praise you, my great elder, and bless you, my beloved father. May the glory of the ancient sages shine on you forever, and may your wisdom shine on the way forward forever."

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