Nehru: Bapuji, the whole country is moving. Gandhi: Yes.
but in what direction?
Gandhi: An eye for an eye only ends up making the whole
world blind.
Hindu Man: I'm going to Hell! I killed a child! I smashed
his head against a wall. Gandhi: Why? Hindu Man: Because
they killed my son! The Muslims killed my son! Gandhi: I
know a way out of Hell. Find a small boy, about this high,
whose parents have been killed, and raise him as your own.
But make sure he is Muslim, and raise him as one.
Gandhi: Whenever I despair, I remember that the way of truth
and love has always won. There may be tyrants and murderers,
and for a time, they may seem invincible, but in the end,
they always fail. Think of it: always.
