Am I an Indian? Who is an Indian? Is he the one who is born anywhere between Kashmir and Kanyakumari, between Sowrashtra and Shillong? Is he the one who squirms his body when he finds her in a pathetic stand on a global scale and does nothing about it or is he the one who shuns the opportunity to go to the west that provides better comforts and monetary benefits, so that he could serve her in his best possible means? What is your India when you hear about her?
We are now barely left with only the present and the future of India. No doubt that she had a magnificent history and hair rising tales of the brightest and the strongest men and women the world had ever glimpsed. It had also seen the oppression by countless invaders, slavery of the genuine monarchs of the territory, the high cost in redeeming freedom though Ahimsa from the British, conflicts over Kashmir valley, genocide in Gujarat and the turmoil over Ayodhya. But what of it now? History has got nothing to do neither with present nor with the future.
India is still a developing country even after sixty years of independence. Who has to be blamed for the snail-speed development? Is that me or you or our society as a whole? Paradoxically, we lack nothing except the burning desire to take her to the pinnacle. She is not shy of scientists and research scholars or talented artists or most-excellent doctors or outstanding economists. After all, we are a country with a population over one hundred crores. We are witnessing the two faces of the same coin in action simultaneously. Are we not viewing the steady advancement in the fields like science and technology and medicine on one side, while on the other, the scams of the most corrupt politicians to bog down the tempo in becoming a Super-Power? Do you reckon her as an Indian who in spite of being cornered by crooked officers and politicians on various occasions changed the hell-like Tihar Jail in to a model correctional center or do you consider him as an Indian who used to spend more than one hundred hours per week in his research laboratory in developing indigenous nuclear weapons and other powerful missiles, which he considers them as the weapons of peace, in order to ensure safety of his vast motherland or do you judge this enraged gentleman as an Indian who placed India in the front-ranker in milk production, when a British expert told that the sewer water of London was bacteriologically superior to the milk of Bombay or him, who shot the intruders in Kargil to the best of his capability even when he himself was wounded with a dozen bullets spread from his chest to his ankle?
There are still a million such committed citizens of India in each and every field, however a large number of them are left unsung and unnoticed because they work incognito. Inadvertently we do not distinguish them but they don’t seize to render the service to their most respected homeland. The country’s present development is due to the incalculable patriots’ altruistic service plus dedication towards the upliftment of this poor country. We are indebted to those folks for their dedication and perseverance. We at this moment carry the responsibility to take our motherland closer to the pinnacle. I am concerned about the kind of society I leave behind for the future generations to come. My fellow Indians, you need not answer my questions but to our motherland. She still has her ear to the ground. Are you there?
