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Born
out of shackles, rooted in the past, embracing the future.
Longing
for the spirit to envision, wings to fly, freedom to dream!
I,
an innocent child. A
beam of sunlight, sent from heaven.
Still,
walking in darkness. Starving, deprived of learning, forced to labor.
Hope
of tomorrow! Yearning to open the gate, get the freedom
to grow!
I,
a wondrous woman. The energy that creates, nurtures, transforms.
Tormented
by the curse of dowry, bigotry. My place is home, whither to roam?
Waiting
for equality, enablement, empowerment; and the freedom of choice!
I,
the third gender. Creation of God, odd one in the crowd.
Disgraced
and discriminated. Living in ignorance and isolation.
Aspiring
for access to work and justice, for freedom to participate!
I,
a persevering farmer. Sow seeds of labor, to grow a grain
of faith.
Often,
weather-beaten and debt-ridden. Live in strife and relinquish life.
Tiller
of the soil! Dreaming to yield gold, to gain the freedom to flourish!
I,
a sedulous worker. Serving the man, sold to the machine.
Crushed
by the mighty. Pushed to live from hand to mouth.
Seeking
dignity of work, skills to develop, freedom to thrive!
I,
a brave soldier. Bite the bullet, face
the battle of nerves.
Lose
life and limb in mortal war. While, kith and kin bear the deepest scar.
Pride
of the nation! Wishing for peace and care, for freedom from fear!
I,
a healing physician. Preserver of life, inspirer of hope,
to people…
Plagued
by malady, disability. Pills that bring ills, bills that cause chills.
Aiming
for a nation with accessible affordable care, and freedom from pain!
I,
a focused athlete. Fire within me, sky above me.
Lack
resources and recognition. Play the game, for fifteen minutes of fame.
Craving
for environment and encouragement, for synergy and freedom to soar!
I,
a liberal secularist. United by Bhajans, Azan, Gurbani and Carols.
Divided
by fanatics, ugly as sin. Spreading hatred outside, hell within.
Praying
for a leap of faith, tunes of harmony, freedom of conscience!
I,
a public servant. Centre of power, force of fire.
Or,
a fearful master. Backing corruption, favoritism, wanton destruction.
Pleading
to show integrity, serve with humility, let freedom to question!
I,
a rustic village. Living in peaceful silence, hearing the
murmuring of life.
On
the edge of civilization. Facing appalling condition and blind superstition.
Soul
of the nation! Searching for the road to prosperity, the freedom to rise!
I,
the progressive school. Igniting life, instilling
creativity, inspiring change.
Living in prisons of mind, in ivory tower. Where the poor are confined, drop-out, cower.
Cultivating
mental and moral faculty, realizing the latent ability and freedom for all!
I,
the creative media. Weave fact and fiction, shape the
thought.
Twined
between power and peril. Twist the angle, turn silent in the jangle.
Pillar
of democracy! Demanding the truth to prevail, the freedom to voice!
I,
the blooming businesses. Hallmark of opportunity, catalyst for
transformation.
Restrained
by red tape, looking for loopholes. Put the seal, in backroom deal.
Fueling
economy and employment, social inclusion and freedom from want!
I,
the zealous people. Force of a billion, feelings a
zillion.
All
caste and creed, language and ethnicity; standing on the edifice of humanity.
Harbinger of change! Striving
forward towards one dream, India of my dreams!@ Tanima
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