It was long, very long ago.
How much in history I dare not follow.
A child longed his mother’s gaze put on his sketch.
A pie was what the man wanted his wife to fetch.
A son woke up to say a word of thanks
A sister reminisced and promised to re-play the old pranks.
But then, it was long, very long ago.
How much in history, I dare not follow.
There still was a pug waiting to hug its master
There was a kitten waiting to be fed faster.
There was, in time, a lady with dreams for her daughter.
There was , too, a dad hiding those fears behind that laughter.
It was long, very long ago.
How much in history I dare not follow.
Shy was the wife,
Grateful the man,
Innocent the child
Whose courage overpowered
By audacity so shallow.
A gun, a bomb, a grenade.
A life, a breath, an undying halo
The bullets on the chest so proudly taken
The gun on the head so bravely endured
The unending hours of love procured
The relentless pursuit of hope.
Courage. Offence. Defence. The Fight.
Destruction was their insight,
Resilience was ours.
Vigor, vitality, vivacity.
After this long time in history.
A curve, That smile. An explosion, that laughter.
Yes it WAS a long, very long ago
How much in history I WILL not follow…
Its been a year since the tragic 26/11 sent shock waves throughout the country. And today, I spared a thought for all those who sacrificed their lives so we could live, peacefully and fearlessly in our own cocoons. But today only I realized how complacent we have become, you and I, because we have the free freedom given to us as a legacy , yes, free of cost for which we had to pay nothing. Now why I say this is because I am disappointed with myself and with so many others when I see them taking out processions, rallies, marches and lighting candles to remember those who could live no more. I wonder what use these candles and thoughts spared when these same people (including me) who came out in large numbers , were Not the same people who voted or could have voted for a change. The same government is back, back in the State, not letting the fears die. The same people who were (are) angry and enraged at the ‘politicians” because they don’t do a thing for security enhancement and risk management are the ones who sit back home , watch news, criticize the government, throw a few angry comments here and there, but don’t go out and vote for a change. This being said, and considering that each government is as bad as the other, we, as individuals have to at least do as much as is in our capability , for our country. we may keep playing the “critique”, but as long as we don’t realize our own responsibilities toward this nation which gave us everything ( I know it sounds clichéd but it is as true as it is old), we have no right to play the blame game. We may keep thinking that we can never be a victim of terror, but with the multiplication of terror attacks each day, claiming such a thing will be mere foolishness.
I am ready to do my bit, for, I am confident and positive that if each person in this motherland of ours, takes a pledge to protect it and safeguard it with his/her commitment, not a soul can touch it, leave alone harm it. Be ready.
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