Its been a week since we celebrated our 60th Independence day..........long live my country...long
live its people......hmm which people am I talking about...the kid o the road who sells flags to
passersby....the kid who asks us why freedom is for the people who have money.......the kid who
sleeps on the pavements of our mega metros....the kid who works 12-14th hours a day.........the
kid who has not seen the face of a school in there life........what is freedom....most appropiately I
will end with a poem by Sumitranandan Pant which really to me is the essence of freedom....
Hum panchi unmukt gagan ke,
Pinjad bandh na gaa paayenge,
Kanak teeliyon se takrakar,
Pulkit pankh toot jaayenge
Hum behta jal peene waale,
Mar jaayenge bhooke pyaase,
Kahin bhali hai katuk nimbori,
Kanak katori ki maida se
Svarn Shrinkhla ke bandhan mein,
Apni gati udaan sab bhoole,
Bas sapno mein dekh rahe hain,
Taru ki phungi, par ke jhoole
Aise the armaan ki udte,
Neel gagan ki seema paane,
Laal kiran si chonch khol,
Chugte taarak, anaar ke daane
Hoti seema heen shitij se,
In pankho ki hoda hodi,
Ya to shitij milan ban jaata,
Ya tanti saanso ki dori
Need na do, chaahe tehni ka,
Aashray chhinn-bhhinn kar daalo,
lekin pankh diye hain to,
Aakul udaan mein vighn na daalo
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