“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 toward perfection.
Where the clear stream of reason has not lost it’s way
into the dreary desert sand of dead habit.
Where the mind is led forward by thee
into ever widening thought and action.
In to that heaven of freedom, my father,
LET MY COUNTRY AWAKE!”
Another year, another Independence Day spent in the fetters of a mindless bandh. Years now pass by for the ever so complacent bandh . Patriotism comes in the form of comfy pajamas and television. But in freedom I hope our country does wake up to see that it is still bound in fetters.