Happy Independence Day!

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After watching all those awe inspiring and totally mind numbing programmes on TV where every TV/ film star has given his/her take on freedom, sit back and breathe in the air of freedom.

If it stinks, I don’t blame you. In fact I don’t blame anyone because the stink is proof of our freedom. Freedom to spit on the roads, to eve tease, to litter, to encroach, to break every law of the land, to steal, to kill, to suppress, to oppress, to discriminate, to desecrate, to usurp your neighbour’s freedom, to elect goons to government, to sit at home and not vote, to be selfish, to be greedy, to destroy, to terrorize, to be simply free.

So do you think that this day means nothing to me?

On the contrary, this is a day of hope. When I look back and see where we are from where we started, I have an immense sense of pride. A pride that will not be diminished by all that I have mentioned above. At the end of every long night is the break of a beautiful new day.

So in the end what is freedom?

It is a choice, the choice to do good and to be good instead of complaining at the bad around. The choice to ask not what the nation has done for you, but ask rather what you can do for your nation. It is your choice.

Happy Independence day!

Comments

  1. PurpleHeart10:18 am

    Freedom would be to be able to derive enjoyment out of who you are and also take responsibility to carry out the duties for yourself, for your home, your society , thus for the nation as a whole ! Yea, it's not just about rejoicing 60 years but to find better roads to slake out the pits and holes we already have !

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  2. Bullshee12:09 pm

    Yesterday I saw the Airtel ad, where literally a lot of singers had lent their voices to sing the National Anthem. It was beautiful. I just wanted to hear it again and again. I bear the stink for that feeling! :)
    Its natural to feel frustrated about the state of the nation. But sucking it in and pitching in with your part is where we make the differnce, I think....

    Jai Hind!

    :) Nice post man....

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  3. Zak3:47 pm

    calm down! neat !

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  4. Anonymous5:11 pm

    nice template.. liked this one.. roger...

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  5. Incrediblyirrational6:29 pm

    I asked a hutch dealer why there wasn't any independence day offer unlike those we had for the friendship day. someone standing beside me answered "why would he give any offer? does it make any sense?" i said, "it doesn't.when there are people like you in majority."

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  6. Gomathy S11:57 am

    Tri color in many blogs..great!

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