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Tuesday, April 23, 2013

Where is my India?

Sweetness of a child is in its innocence. But dont we like the child who can be matured? After reading the instances where these innocent faces are torn and their presence of innocence questioned, I feel that its time to react. But didn't people reacted on the Delhi rape case? Didn't there was chaos all over? Did it yield any result? I live in a country where even animals are prayed as God.... Poojas are performed. Sthree is form of Shakthi and worshiped as Goddess and I find Goddess torn into pieces and demons dancing upon them. Why should I be proud about my country? Should i be proud about my historical culture which do not even exist? Should I be proud that I pledge always saying that all these demons are my brothers? Should I be proud about my country that I am scared that I have got a cute daughter whom i am afraid of allowing her to play in my house backyard peacefully and in freedom? Is this what I should be proud of? I know all Indians are terrified and shocked the same way I am. To be frank, they are also dumb-stuck and afraid to respond and lead the same way I am. When my heart still craves for innocence of my child, my mind begs to differ. I know mothers like me are weeping from inside who wish to give freedom to our young butterflies but still are forced to grow them up in a pupa........

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