Hope. It's a precious commodity in this city.
I have been thinking about hope a lot lately. Romans says that "hope does not disappoint us." A few chapters later, it says that we hope for what we can't see. That's what makes hope hope.
And so I'm hoping for Kolkata.
My team leader says Kolkata wears its brokenness openly. It is true. Whereas in other cities across the world, one might have to dig a little harder to find the brokenness, here it is painted across the canvas boldly. You meet the hurt right away; it's an instant introduction. But then, she said, you find the hope. Slowly. Certainly. You begin to see with new eyes, and you find that the cup of suffering is also the cup of joy.