She is 64 years old now... 64 years of Independence for my country, India :) This joy of independence reflects perfectly on the faces of the billion. The billions who call her 'Maa'. But this independence was not an inheritance.
She fought, faced tyranny, saw her children bleed, cry, losing hope and die. All of this to make the mother independent.
Today, I am forced to ponder about all but one thing .. If we are even valuing what we indeed enjoy as our rights, that is our independence? If I rant about how our politicians are spoling our country or how some of our states clearly exemplify failed governance, how corruption is associated as an imbibed attribute when Indians are talked about, how caste based reservation is still a wild card to bring upon supposed 'liberation and equality' to all the under privileged classes of people.. etc, etc it might sound like a vote bank speech!!
To be honest I have done very, very little to protest against things I feel are absolutely wrong about the administration but obviously it is not enough and that in itself excludes me from complaining about all 'wrong' things.
But I feel bad. Very, very bad and at the same time I feel very small too. Small in might.
There are many things one can write. Good and bad. As a signing off note, I hope and pray..
Independence to all in every aspect. An independence free from bias. An independence beyond caste and creed. An independence to be cherished. I hope in the end everyone remembers that Independece is not just about freedom but is about Responsibility.
Here is to my mother, My country !!
--eL
