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Thoughts on Independence Day

Got up with half the day gone at 12 todoy, newspaper hits out with News of uncaught killers of a relative of Bhagat Singh in Punjab. Cogress who is so keen on concluding the trial of Sohrabuddin fake encounters in gujarat is silent on it. Congress which gives and takes support from Mayavati, and stays silent on ostantatious birthdays of hers, raises nose on 2.5 L spent on Anna Hazare birthday, referring to report in which three congress ministers were indicted.


What Independence..Can I sing Rabindranath to my child..
Where Mind is without fear
and the heads is held high
where knowledge is free;
Where the world had not been
broken up in fragments
by narrow domestic walls..?

Mind is without fear..eh..Lalit Modi falls on wrong side of government..Haveli's emerge in Rajasthan..Baba Ramdev protests..Lathicharge at midnight (rhymes with Freedom at Midnight)..Anna Hazare protests..Corruption case of INR 200k..Congress spokesman smirks with gotcha shine in his eyes..you 200k against my 80,000 Crores, what say??

Where knowledge is free?
Since long, it has been planned to increase the GDP spend on education to 6% while in reality it has always lingered at around 3%. Some records indicate 4%, with 81 in the global ranking. What is blocking the way except the intent of the ruling class.
We do not deal with it in a competent fashion and then try to compensate for our failure with false gestures like reservations.

I recently met a friend of mine and we talked about the second class citizen status when based out of India, and then we thought, is it not better to officially be second class citizen where the wrongs of the country do not touch you that much given that it is not your country; than to be a second class citizen in your country.
A very pessimistic note on Independence day, but with gray weather outside, sitting alone at home, and Manish Teewari, menacingly threatening Anna Hazare, this is the best that I could come up with. Denial has never done anyone, any good, from the depth of despair rises the sun of optimism, hope that happens to India.

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vishal said…
global rank 81....thats why i am going to germany

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