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So 70 years of independence. Some fake flag hoisting and crazy celebrations... they did the ritual in our society too, showcasing 5 min consciousness of worthless pride.

What are we trying to prove ? That we remember? That we are patriotic? That we care?

Do we even deserve independence? Do we know what to do with it?

Had we been still “ruled over” we would have at least abolished sins like female foeticide  and dowry..assuming the rate by which we progressed through satidah and widow marriages …

Money was siphoned to Britain then… money is siphoned to Switzerland and Mauritius now. There is still this vast difference of rich and poor.

We had Rabindranatah Tagore then. We have Ekta Kapoor now. We have a platform based evil called media now. Mass books are sold of Chetan Bhagat. The percentage of intellects were minimal then and is minimal now. The rest of nations general iq is either stagnant or gone further down.

There’s this irreversible change of partition and terrorism . And gen z is more bothered about being cool and too cosy in their Instagrams and Snapchats to even think of what went through and what is the right way forward.

There’s precisely no guilt in anyone.

Moments later of singing the anthem, people in our society started enjoying themselves with  singing and eating. Not a moment was spared for some reflection of what the day entails..there’s no better joke in this world more than what we are!

Alas... neither remains the sword, nor remains the pen. We just prefer feeling good on Facebook!

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