Way Out of Hell
Pakistan in 1947. A fellow Hindu approaches to confess a great wrong. “I killed a child,” says the distraught man. “I smashed his head against a wall.”
“Why?” asks the Mahatma (Hindu for “Great Soul”).
“They killed my boy. The Moslems killed my son.”
“I know a way out of hell,” says Gandhi. “Find a child, a little boy whose mother and father have been killed, and raise him as your own. Only be sure he is a Moslem--and that you raise him as one.”