Since, we are celebrating our 62nd republic day; we had a function in our office yesterday where only selected batches were invited to attend. We didn’t know that it was not compulsory to attend, as always we do things only when it is a compulsion, anyway we went 2 hours early and waited for about half an hour before people gathered in numbers and then we were asked to sing songs, to speak or perform anything which relates to our nation. I must tell that I was very much impressed by all the performances that happened over there. Particularly, A fellow associate named Nakul sang a song in Tamil which was wonderful and then there was my own friend Salauddin Who sang, ”Mera mulk mera desh mera watan” from DILJALE(1996). He won my heart for his singing, his feel and his song and I also saw a video today filmed by BIG cinemas for Republic day which features “By birth deaf” children’s singing National Anthem posted by my friend in facebook. I feel awesome whenever people express their love for our nation. I mentioned all these details because it is the very same reason for which I thought of writing my own feelings for my nation in my blog.
Before we celebrate freedom or anything which relates to milestone events that happened in history, we must have a clear vision on why we are doing it. Freedom which we have got from Britishers is freedom from what? Is it freedom from tyranny? Is it freedom from their political rule on us? Or is it freedom to live the way we want to live? If it is the freedom to live then I think we have enjoyed too much of freedom. My parents have always taught me that Nation is the mother of all, only she can love us even though we spit on her with no remorse. I could never understand what we did in all these years of freedom. Did we spend all these years in just understanding the freedom itself or keep neglecting everything just because there is no one to question us anymore? I feel bad whenever I see people sleeping on roads, people begging anywhere and everywhere, people with strange diseases roaming places with wide open hands. Why is this still there even after these many years of freedom? I think it is because we could never understand how to involve public life in our life. We have always felt feeling proud for the nation is just a feeling and never a responsibility. We have kept our private life so private that nothing other than our family, our money and our properties should enter in it. This is the only freedom concept,which we have learnt and understood after these many years.
I understand why this has happened for us, I remember a famous quote which says”You can’t preach an empty stomach!” We have created a huge imbalance in our society so that one side people are finding ways to spend their money and on the other side there are people who are finding ways to fill their stomach. What if you go and say, “our nation is great, it has great history, great tradition, great this and great that” what concern can you bring from him? This is the very same reason from which we are facing problems like Naxalism and other Terrorist threats. They create terror because they have lived in terror or they are made to believe so by all those messengers of GOD. I don’t know if you guys have thought in this way or not but we are facing so much problems only because we can tolerate and digest all those and even smile in spite of that because the father of our nation has taken patent for the nerve impulses or adrenaline rush of us, so that we never get the guts to face anything which is not right.
Only he is the strongest man who ever lived who can stand alone and face the roaring wave of the great sea falling upon him!!!! And he is definitely not our nation’s father. They were many other Herculean’s and Spartan's who fought for us and faced the wave of those moderates and white asses.(pardon my tone)I salute with all my gratitude and respect to such men who thought there is no life without the love for this soil.
I was brought up in a middle class family, again where we fought to fill our stomach as most of other Indians are fighting for. I don’t know with whom we are fighting because I still don’t think those upper class bureaucrats and greedy fat ass politicians were never the sons of this nation who could betray their own brothers and sisters just because they wanted fat asses. I have never felt bad or have never regretted for not having plenty of money and for feeling the pain of struggling for everything in life. I feel no remorse when I travel in general class of train or in any other modes of transport or any other thing that involves common people who are feeling the same pain as I am. In fact they are the inspiration of my Endeavor to create better lives for ourselves. It is only in distress we find motivation, it is only through pain, we gain, it is only in extremities, we create a difference.
I dream of a day when there is no class differentiation in train(like general class and 1st AC), a day when there are no Tata, Volvo and Mercedes buses to show us the difference, a day when there are no two things like kirana stores and Air conditioned Avenues to shop the same thing, a day when there is no more high class, middle class and low class society segregation, a day when people no longer die for brands like Ferrari, BMW more than TaTa and Maruthi, a day when people of other nations regret themselves for treating us like dogs, a day when our country is treated as a magnificent country to live in, a day when movies like Lagaan wins Oscar rather than slumdog millionaire, a day when Indians love Lata Mangeshkar, AR Rehman, etc more than Madonna, Michael Jackson, etc, a day when I really feel proud for taking birth in this soil and breathing this air. That day I say “God, you are free to take me back anytime as my job is done here”.
I have been dreaming of change all the time and will continue to do so, I never regret for doing so even though people say it is hopeless to change anything here. It is my undying addiction not to accept anything that is wrong in my conscience for that matter. If I still die with no change what so ever, I will die saying “It was worth fighting for and there has never been a greater thing in my life than me being a son of Mother India”. Saare jahan se acchha Hindu sita Hamara, Jai Hind…!!!
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