Kya lab sach mei azaad hain ?

آزادی : Azaadi : Freedom.

Let me begin by reminding that when we were struggling for independence some 70 odd years ago,we were promised FREEDOM. An incredibly tempting verb which lured several people to give up their lives so that the future generations wouldn’t have to face what they did. And hence,when Pandit Nehru – the first Prime Minister of Republic of India announced :

 “At the stroke of the midnight hour, when the world sleeps, India will awake to life and freedom.”

We were elated. We were free. The much awaited Azaadi had finally arrived. Nobody wanted to have a taste of it they wanted to devour it. But almost 70 years down the lane, I still wish to question the concept of azaadi.16388369_1002843316483192_5396588553031423027_n

The leaders only prefer the bird’s eye view of the situation and are contented with the belief that India’s shining. We live in a country where the state interferes in the eating habits of the people and firmly believes that it has the right to do so. A country where a mob gathers to kill wreak havoc in the life of a person because he allegedly consumed beef. And witnessing an army official using human shield and getting recommendation for the same, is the kind of azaadi which we looked forward to. Women are unsafe even in the protective walls of their home. Farmers are forced to sit on repeated strikes and committing suicide seems like a lucrative option than working on their field.

Despite all this, we are still expected to keep ourselves locked up in our AC rooms and sing long tales of heroism of our leaders,raising your voice is equivalent to putting your nationalism at stake, questioning anything my friend, is beckoning the devil.

On an ending note : A beautiful poem by Faiz Ahmed Faiz ( and an equally amazing artwork by Mr.Shiraz Hussain )

Bol, ke lab azaad hai tere,
Bol, zabaan ab tak teri hai,
Tera sutwan jism hai tera –
Bol, ke jaan ab tak teri hai.

Dekh ke aahangar ki dukaan mein
Tund hai shu’le, surkh hai aahan,
Khulne-lage quflon ke dahane,
Phaila hare k zanjeer ka daaman.

Bol, ye thora waqt bahut hai,
Jism o zabaan ki maut se pahle;
Bol, ke sach zinda hai ab tak –
Bol, jo kuchh kahna hai kah-le!

 

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