Any neighborhood of your city could be considered poor neighborhoods near the City of Joy we not only many miles apart but also a level and quality of life that we would consider very small and unhealthy. And finally we also separate our beliefs and ability to adapt to the environment in which they live.
The tour of the City of Joy in Kolkata , is one of those unforgettable experiences not their landscapes or monuments, but by the heart and feeling. A monument you can leave an imprint on your memory but you will leave this quarter mark on the soul.
In it there is only poverty, poverty and not disgusting dirt or odor, but for human inequality, and lack of solidarity and the capacity we have many to close their eyes to the world and not wanting to see what other sides occurs to settle in our life rich and above protest and bad life, when so many millions of people with nothing at all. We may complain that the debts we drown, we do not know to pay, but it comes later this month and we all eat. They just do not.
yet we were welcomed with open arms. With a smile painted on my face. With the look of joy on her lips and always with a generous word, sharing even the little they have. Is a neighborhood pitiful, dirty, muddy streets, dust everywhere, with people on the floor, the poor, sick and abandoned? With filth, pollution and cardboard boxes or just a sheet used to protect them from cold and exposure. They take refuge in a population such as that in the hours of daily reach 20 million. Yes, you hear. 20 million, when the city, the registered population is "only" 15 million. But Calcutta will work day nearly 5 million people who come looking for something to earn their bread.
No, look no further in the City of Joy, for there is none. Only traces of a great injustice...
Interestingly, like an apparition, stands in the midst of that sad light district a Jain temple made of gold, silver, marble and diamonds!, an example of the terrible contrasts of living in India, apaz of hoarding wealth in the past and to get their streets for more than 6 million people homeless. There, our own Indian guide told us the first day, "many of us, human life is the least important is it in India."
One more thing: you probably have missed the photo relative to the post, but that few photos are you going to be able to find the heart of the City of Joy. I myself did not dare take any photos of respect for them, because it seemed frivolous. For the same reason, you better head this post on the poorest of Calcutta, who was his mother, her advocate, her caregiver, and what better to do with a child in his hands as a symbol of hope something changes and all reborn better and happier ...