When ever some lost a family member in our school, our principal would announce a 2 minute silence just after the morning prayers.She would ask us to say a little prayer for the rest of the family and the soul of the departed. I don’t think I really got the sanctity of the act my entire school life.
I have grown to want to pay my respects. I will be silent for 2 minutes.Say the Gayatri Mantra every time I am asked to say a prayer.I will light a candle I will join a peace procession.I will even do it keeping in mind the time differences. I will make sure I pay my respects. Because some thing in me feels better stronger and more secure by doing so.
I know more people die out of treatable epidemics, where I come from and no one is mourning them. These peace processions help no one.Neither the victims, nor their families. I have listened without opposition, the argument that it is all a big farce.
May be they are. But I want to believe in prayer.I want to believe that man still cares for man.I want to believe that my silence is louder and stronger and more determined that any other bang we have ever heard. I want to believe in the 2 minutes of silence and prayer.