Local Amaravati family

It is late. I have to leave the camp for a conference at the Press Centre.

As always, I am stopped by many curious locals, politely asking questions. They want to know all about the Dalai Lama, about Buddhism, about me. As ever their tolerance and interest amazes and humbles me.

Within the community of this little town there are Hindus, Christians, Buddhists and Muslims and each religion has their place of worship. They adapt to these masses of strangers with very inventive offers. I just saw a young man ironing clothes on a very busy street.