These children gave me in two months what I know I cannot return in a hundred lives.
I've been to India during last summer. Many times they asked me why. Why. Probably because I was kind of broken, in the naive way only a 20 years old can be. I thought that I had to leave to lose and find myself.
That's so cheap, I know. What I didn't know is that I was already lost, somehow. Everything that I strongly believed it was important and all drama in life actually didn't matter. Not when I faced what those children had suffered. And, still, they smile.I'm not going to tell you the whole story, it's not that interesting.
But I was thinking of you. Of us all. I promised the boys of Dayavu orphanage that I would be back with a present for them and for their home.
I used to live there, in Tamil Nadu, with one euro per day, including food and sleeping, the bus, internet point, candies. What for us might be almost nothing, in India was enough. So I don't want Christmas presents this year. They don't have money for the slippers. I saved and worked to buy a new flight ticket. But I can't. I have to keep the promise.
Maybe if we get together in this, we can do something important. I'm not telling you that we'll change their lives, that would be a lie. But it could be Christmas for them, their very first.
If there's something I learned there is that we're not going to change the world. But we can change the world for one person. And if we get together, why not for twenty children?
I apologize for this frightening english and I thank you. Thanks