An Insight Into The New India
As an young Indian in his early 20's, I have always been been amazed by the fact that WE have the largest youth population in the world, WE are the world's largest democracy, We are the people who are never afraid of hard-work, no matter what time of the day (or night) it is, yet WE are still a backward, slowly developing country, a country that has enough matters to be ashamed of.
While many may revolt my statement of calling India a backward country, but then what do you call a country where a rape is reported every 22 minutes, and all that the people do is a candle march, and that too when a rape victim dies. What do you call a country where people call their politicians corrupt (I am not denying the fact), but stay mum when they are asked not to bribe someone, or, in other words, not to nurture corruption? Tell me, what do you call a country where one can be let off after doing a serious crime, just because he paid several hundred (or thousand) bucks to someone in the enforcement?
Here, I am not raising any one issue. I will not just talk about women harassment, not just about corruption, but I will talk on a number of issues, issues which disturb the life of every common Indian in one way or the other.
I remember coming across a cartoon recently which certainly makes us introspect and ask ourselves whether we are the reasons of many of the problems we face today. In the cartoon, a person threw some garbage at a clean place. After he left, someone else came and threw some more garbage at the same place. Several others followed, and the place started to become a dirty mess. Later, the person who started littering at that place came back, and, disturbed by the stench, makes a remark, 'This city is SOO dirty.'.
If you understood what just happened in the cartoon I described, you are the one I am looking for in this journey to change the way we Indians think. With this, I take your leave to give you some time to introspect. Do let me know what your conscience tells you after reading this!
While many may revolt my statement of calling India a backward country, but then what do you call a country where a rape is reported every 22 minutes, and all that the people do is a candle march, and that too when a rape victim dies. What do you call a country where people call their politicians corrupt (I am not denying the fact), but stay mum when they are asked not to bribe someone, or, in other words, not to nurture corruption? Tell me, what do you call a country where one can be let off after doing a serious crime, just because he paid several hundred (or thousand) bucks to someone in the enforcement?
Questions like these keep haunting me, and I suppose they must be haunting you too, for they form the basis when we sit down to frame the answers on why we are still 'BACKWARD'.I could have made you proud of our country in the same number of words, but what use it is to be proud of your country when it has a plenty of issues to be resolved, and mind you, these are not issues which can be sidelined.
Here, I am not raising any one issue. I will not just talk about women harassment, not just about corruption, but I will talk on a number of issues, issues which disturb the life of every common Indian in one way or the other.
I remember coming across a cartoon recently which certainly makes us introspect and ask ourselves whether we are the reasons of many of the problems we face today. In the cartoon, a person threw some garbage at a clean place. After he left, someone else came and threw some more garbage at the same place. Several others followed, and the place started to become a dirty mess. Later, the person who started littering at that place came back, and, disturbed by the stench, makes a remark, 'This city is SOO dirty.'.
If you understood what just happened in the cartoon I described, you are the one I am looking for in this journey to change the way we Indians think. With this, I take your leave to give you some time to introspect. Do let me know what your conscience tells you after reading this!
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