Its been years since I scribbled the below note. It must have been way back in 2000 when Bangalore was still to an extent a peaceful city.
Last 12 years if I sit back to see how life has moved.... I must say it has moved in F1 speed. Each one is running as fast as one can and the focus is predominantly shifted to everything being associated to making upto something in life.. but what is it?... name, fame or money. Each one seems too exhausted but the determination to keep it on is highly visible. Life was not as hectic even 10 years ago..... It just feels even with all the freedom, man still remains a glorified bonded labourer even today to various things of life.
On the eve of Independence Day, wishing each one of you a free and spirited life ahead.
Slogans were heard everywhere,
Gunshots were fired in the air.
We called them patriots.
But aliens called them slaves.
Dressed in white,
They fought for freedom
They were men with mettle
And real wisdom
They spoke one language,
Visioned one goal,
Followed one mission,
Honest to their soul.
Shedding away their tears,
They fought for years.
Many died….
With bullets and swords pierced.
One day at midnight…
14th August 1947
Came the night of freedom,
To see India like heaven
Today we have the independence,
But there has been a slow death…
Death!!! of a patriot within us
Goals different and souls apart,
Confused how to end and what to start
Fighting for luxury beyond par….
Is this what our martyrs died for?
Feel the spirit of Freedom, in its true sense !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Last 12 years if I sit back to see how life has moved.... I must say it has moved in F1 speed. Each one is running as fast as one can and the focus is predominantly shifted to everything being associated to making upto something in life.. but what is it?... name, fame or money. Each one seems too exhausted but the determination to keep it on is highly visible. Life was not as hectic even 10 years ago..... It just feels even with all the freedom, man still remains a glorified bonded labourer even today to various things of life.
On the eve of Independence Day, wishing each one of you a free and spirited life ahead.
Slogans were heard everywhere,
Gunshots were fired in the air.
We called them patriots.
But aliens called them slaves.
Dressed in white,
They fought for freedom
They were men with mettle
And real wisdom
They spoke one language,
Visioned one goal,
Followed one mission,
Honest to their soul.
Shedding away their tears,
They fought for years.
Many died….
With bullets and swords pierced.
One day at midnight…
14th August 1947
Came the night of freedom,
To see India like heaven
Today we have the independence,
But there has been a slow death…
Death!!! of a patriot within us
Goals different and souls apart,
Confused how to end and what to start
Fighting for luxury beyond par….
Is this what our martyrs died for?
Feel the spirit of Freedom, in its true sense !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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