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The Hope of Pride



This is a small piece i found on my hard drive. Was written way back long.


As a child I remember being told about justice, equality, and liberty of thought and expression. There surely were more good things we talked about. But since it’s been quite some time now, I somehow fail to recollect all of them. But I strongly remember the pride, I felt back then, of being part of such a wonderfully planned and extensively documented system of organized living.

The concept of justice and equality irrespective of the what’s, who’s, how’s and where’s of ‘you’ seemed truly fascinating and even more inspiring at my tender age. Even better was the thought of liberty - to be and to let be. Back then it made me proud. Right now, it makes me think!

I really don’t know if I’m moving in the right direction. Should I not have gone through the ‘thinking’ first? And then, as I got more involved with the tasks of livelihood, start feeling the pride? Well, let’s hope it’s just ‘me’ who is going the wrong way!

There might be some who believe that our constitution has let us down. But I belong to those who believe that it is ‘us’ who let down the promise made through the constitution. Those who died fighting for the dream called freedom must have never contemplated on this reality. Coz if they had, they might never have died in the first place!

Hoping the change comes in me, so I can think as I may and still be able to feel the pride of being part of this big dream called India!

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