Saare Jahan se Achcha…Hindustan Hamara
Happy Independence Day to all the people of Indian origin, wherever you are in this world, and of whatever faith, religion, color, caste or creed. Be One!! The country you hail from is one of its kind – a land of beautiful culture, strong values, spiritualism, linguistic and religious diversity.
It’s a day to value your freedom, to remember that it was attained after huge sacrifices, to not take it for granted and to constantly work towards maintaining this freedom so that our future generations can thank us, just as we thank our ancestors for the hard work they did to give us this day. A free country gives us all roots and belonging, it’s a prerogative but also an onus.
This poem by Rabindranath Tagore sums it up:
Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high
Where knowledge is free
Where the world has not been broken up into fragments
By narrow domestic walls
Where words come out from the depth of truth
Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection
Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way
Into the dreary desert sand of dead habit
Where the mind is led forward by thee
Into ever-widening thought and action
Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake
Today, in this post I am writing whatever comes to my mind. In all the previous years I’ve often hesitated to openly display my allegiance and duty towards my birth country. But as we grow older, we realize certain truths do not change so no harm in speaking out our heart.
Nothing judgmental in this innocent question but even with so many years gone, how many times do we get asked, “Where are you from?”
Our skin, our eyes and our hair leak out the secret.
Migrants to any country are known by their native country. If their native country is free and progressive, they too earn respect, and vice versa. If their native country is war-ridden…well, we all know the status of refugees and asylum seekers.