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A chance of a lifetime: my chance to see India, thanks to the Chief Rabbi

Many people can only dream about the opportunity to engage firsthand with India, with its beautiful landscape, rich history, remarkable culture — and overwhelming poverty.

January 3, 2017 12:32
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It is one of the most popular tourist hubs in the world, but India always struck me as some sort of nightmarish country of contradiction, with its luxury only seconds away from its poverty, its ugliness tucked away behind its natural beauty, tourists only half-seeing the blind beggars on the street through the tinted glass of their Ray Bans, walking around like people viewing exhibitions in a zoo.

Far better, I thought, for me to stay well away from such a place. But then a call from the Chief Rabbi for young people like me to break out of “the bubble” in which we are living, made me recall a poem I once came across, entitled Games by Jack Gilbert:

Imagine if suffering were real. Imagine if those old people were afraid of death. What if the midget or the girl with one arm really felt pain? Imagine how impossible it would be to live if some people were alone and afraid all their lives. I began to ask myself why I was so anxious about going somewhere like India and witnessing this poverty, and the answer I found was simple.

I was anxious because I knew deep down that if I saw it, I could no longer deny it, and then I would have to act upon it. I knew that if the hardships were just some distant nightmare I could always just wake up and carry on with my sheltered existence: go to uni, grab a coffee, hear a lecture on Shakespeare, go home, watch an advert about saving a child’s life in India, turn it off, then go to bed. But to see it, to experience it, to make their suffering true in my mind, would mean I no longer need to “imagine if suffering were real” but I would know it was.