Closing They had thought the cure would be private. Personal. One man, one clinic, one story. But India wasn’t designed for private cures. India was designed for collective movement—satsang, festivals, community kitchens, shared grief, shared rituals. And now, using the very networks that had spread the infection—Instagram, YouTube, Facebook, WhatsApp—they were spreading something else: Not inspiration. Not motivation. Responsibility. They weren’t telling youth to “behave.” They were telling adults to return. Return to elders. Return to festivals. Return to respect. Return to presence. Return to collaboration. Because the solution, they finally understood, was not a lecture to the young. It was a confession from the old. And when the adults began confessing, the youth—who were never evil, only starving—began to breathe again. Love while life is. Not life was. The wave moved on.