A Hope That Ennobles My Instincts

Well friends first of all when you read the title of this article a question will vellicate your minds – what kind of a hope am I talking about?? Why am I writing this article?? Let me make one thing very clear friends, I am not writing this article in order to win the hearts of those intelligentsia sitting in Stockholm and distributing the Noble prize. Neither am I writing this article to just replete the vacuum in my blog nor do I expect any sympathetic veneer from my readers when they read this article. I even do not want it to be an esteemed newspaper column.But there is something far more ginormous in magnitude than what we have discussed so far. There is a positive hope dwelling in the minds of the citizens which can change the direction of this great galleon, India. This small piece of writing is just to incite that hope that seems to have become dormant somewhere in their daily routines. I know this is the land of warriors like Maharana Pratap and Rani Lakshmi Bai, I know this is the land of jingoists like Bhagat Singh and Ram Prasad Bismil, I know that this is the land of nationalists like Subhash Chandra Bose and Sardar Vallabh Bhai Patel, then why should I believe that the citizens of my motherland are pusillanimous. Candidly, I can say that they are audacious enough to bring that hope, that feeling to the surface which can change the course of this great country. The steering wheel is not in the hands of these corrupt, bigoted, megalomaniac politicians who are amassing huge sums of our hard earned money into their Swiss Bank accounts. We are the drivers, we are the directors, and we are the pilots of our Bharat, Hindustan, India. The termite of corruption has penetrated into the roots, stem and branches of the whole system then how can we expect to get the fruit of progress which was the dream of Mahatma Gandhi, the dream of Netaji. Did they sacrifice their lives for this day? I am not so sure. The other day we were discussing about the nepotism and larceny of medicines being performed by the employees of the government hospitals. One of my dear friends presented a very valid point -: “If you want to change the system you need to be a part of the system”. Yes my friend you are very right but the history speaks its own language – The voice of the people like TN Seshan who tried to change the system by being a part of it was either oppressed or axed completely. The situation has worsened and there are no positive signs which can make us feel honoured or dignified. The thought of being a part of system to change it is an old adage now. It’s not the time to think, it’s the time to act.Last week I was returning from home so I took a train to Delhi. The chaos and the hustle to get into the train nearly crushed a woman holding her little infant. Even half of my body hung outside the train. Is this the India Abdul Kalam gave his sweat and blood for? Where is the system? Where is the law?? I mean for 100 seats in the compartment they are selling 500 tickets. This is only one example but there are hundreds of them. I visualise my India where there is no Bofors scandal, which is free of fodder scandal, free of Aarushi murder scandal, with no Godhra Rampage, with no 1984 anti Sikh Riots. Yes, you can call me greedy, covetous but that is what I am!! I want a perfect India. I want it to be the most developed economy like USA, most advanced in weaponry like Israel, no. 1 in exports like China, most beautiful country to live in like France and a sports power like Australia. Remember,

“virtuality breeds reality ,
shadows lead to souls,
together we dream to detach India,
from all loopholes”

This is not my hope, our hope. Hope to see our kids, our future generations living in a world full of happiness and full of perfection. Hope to see the world where foreigners dream of getting educated in India, craving for an Indian Visa, dying to make an Indian trip. If this effort of mine is able to move even a single heart and he could transform his spirits into an effort to change the image of contemporary India, then it will be worth getting the Noble Prize for me, worth getting my article published in esteemed The Hindu, because this is the hope of all hopes.