We all celebrated our national festival with great zeal and zest and came to our normal mode as we were..
Days passed but something couldn’t pass my mind. Those fifty-two seconds of national anthem, when echoed within my soul body, heart made me once again realize those inestimable blood sheds, those uncompared losses, those treasured tears and those prized heart winners for whom independent was not everything but onlything.
But one thing which thinders me a lot , which knock the door of selflessness is the increasingg negativity in India.call it corruption, poverty or inequality.our India is enslaved by it. The poverty which doubts the independence what we see miseries of children selling Indian flags at signals.the corruption which makes this country a captive of those corrupt ministers whose connivery fill the headlines of every news channel and the front page of the newspaper. The inequality of every human whose ruled by another in this country which calls to give every Indian equal status.Attack a point where you stop believing that you are independent.
Every 15th of august , we stand there saluting our ti-ranga and remember ing their efforts. But at the same time failing to take that dream ahead. Every 15th of august is not only to remember their efforts but also to respect them by enlarging the viewscope to make a truly free india.Where one can breath air of real freedom, free from those bugs of corruption, poverty and where everyone will be singing the song of happines, where we will vote for betterment , where everyone will be educated and everyone will be employed, where women will be given respect and noone will be hungry.
This is our india ,and take it or not you, me(we) are responsible for any good-bad happenings. Independence is what we seek, independence is what we shall have. Then only we can close our eyes, put our hands on our heart and say pruodly-
Sare jahan se achha HINDUSTAN hamara,
ham bulbule hain iski ye gulsita hamara…