I feel great being a part of this sovereign democratic nation as the colours of India we see today are made with our own wisdom and labour. BUT………I recall my journey from Jamshedpur to Kharagpur. I saw a herd of my countrymen, lean and dark, scarcely clothed, board the train with loads of fire woods over their heads. The dead wood they collect from the jungles would be exchanged for a few rupees to buy two meals for the family. I weep inside, whenever I recollect what I saw then, for I could do very little for these brethren of mine. Today’s Statesman reports that 77% of Indians are BPL. I urge our enlightened youth to be the ‘Adhar’ to lighten these ‘billion lives’.
Given a chance, I’ll be back to village, plant trees, conserve water and contribute greening the environment. Here in Delhi, I pledge using less water and electricity and will say NO to plastic so that my grand children will enjoy the freedom and independence my father fought and won in its fullness.
Note :
The thoughts relate to a contest by TERI. Since the contest has a 100 words boundary, which I could not cross wishing not to lose the prize I may win.So that is it and I leave it as such.
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