OUR PRIDE



Isn't she beautiful? The grace and the gentle waves along which she dances in the wind, breath-taking and reassuring -- Our Tricolour, the mother of our inspiration, the holy garment which India drapes around herself.

The spiritual strength of India that keeps on evolving showing us all the way to a Saffron sunrise of Wisdom : A pristine unblemished Truth in White, that tells India is Peace, the Wheel carriying India's movement forward, towards a predestined horizon of Life, Hope and Security.

The tricolour that brings tears to my eyes and gives me goose bumps - what a reassurance that India means unity in mind and spirit..I bow to you. 

There seems to be a magical captivating aura around it. It might be that our 'worshiping' attitude is a conditioned reflex -- what we have been exposed as kids, at home, in the neighbourhood, in school, in the air of the city we were born, and newspapers. But whatever be the "mode" in which we express our pride, it's the end-reaction that is significant and the only priority. (For me, it's one of the few rare things I'll never want to be explained about..).

India needs young people for advancement in rapid pace if we want to keep pace with that what elevates  the "third world" socio-political  status to the "developed" group. We need fresh and passionate minds so that we can look at things with clear vision and fresh perspective. 

It is the active and passionate participation of young generation to process its demands and ask with authority, in the international arena, for her legitimate rights.. A new India is being born and we are the ones who'll keep her on track. And we better not make the same mistakes....