Independent India will be 59 years old this year...in schools they told me that i was the citizen of tomorrow. I look around and see the faces of people.. men, women and children going about pursuing their daily regimens oblivious of what is to face them tomorrow and what it would mean then. They seem so worn, jaded and cynical. I wonder what purpose I am going to serve.
To my fellow citizens-of-the-future, Independence Day only meant early mornings in starched uniforms on school grounds relieved only by the comforting thought of no more classes. In the college, it was more realistic and practical. The chowkidar unfurled the flag while we snored with our mouths agape in the dorms.
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