I'm sure the men and women who fought for India's independence were unaware about the respect (or the lack of it) that the next generation would show to 'their' revered motherland. I say 'their' because I just witnessed something that proved we've learnt to take freedom and respect for granted. I guess my statement needs some background first.
As a child I remember singing the national anthem, being taught that whenever it was played I had to leave whatever I was doing and stand at attention so much so, that whenever the anthem was played on TV, my father insisted on everyone standing to attention as long as the anthem was played out.
This habit, ingrained in me, still remains. So naturally, when I heard the first strums of Jana Gana Mana over the TV set in office, I instinctively stood up... only to find that less than a handful of my colleagues had done the same.
True we were close to the deadline (that is held sacred in every newspaper organisation) Truer still that many may not have even heard it considering the volume was very low. But what about those who were sitting a mere meter away from the set?
It hurt. When I hear horror stories of the partition, of lathi charges and of young men and women (of our age) leaving their livelihood, their youth, their life... all so that the generations after them could live in a democracy, I feel we really didn't deserve it... because if we did, there would be a lot more respect for the freedom we enjoy than what I saw today...
Sunday, September 9, 2007
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