Why don't our optimism fail..?

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 As usual this year  again the  26th January Ceremonial Parade at Rajpat  kept  my  spirit, pride and confidence on the top gear.Today again for me the "Drumers Call' and Abide with Me" remained  the most vibrating military music.at the "Beating the Retreat"  ceremony on  the historic Vijay Chowk. My optimism peaked up when I heard the enchanting 'jugalbandi' of Tabla and Shenai  resounding the Raisana Hills for the first time. With  the splendor of lighting the Majestic Raisana Hills, yet  another Republic Day Celebrations came to a close

Military cermonials surely let's us forget the dismal background of our Republic.Such ceremonial parades indeed re-enforces our faith on the Might of our Military forces.

The political buffoonery is becoming viral.At times it does make us feel that we are simply moments away from becoming another Banana republic.

The politics of Secularism in this country is  helping in programming a select religion into becoming radical forces.The vote banking politics is scaring the country. However in spite of all the bad omens, this country remains strongly  rooted to her culture and faith.that even 500 years of Mugal rules could not shake.This perhaps  answers my question...Why don't our optimism fail..?....JAIHIND   

Comments

Himanshu Tandon said…
Optimism and hope is integral to our culture. Beaten and bruised time and again, something keeps moving the masses forward. Maybe its some inherent fearlessness, maybe its the sheer need and daily bread that drives the population.

Happened to catch a movie titled 'Madhoram Keep Walking' yesterday. Resonant to the theme to this post, do watch it if you get a chance.
January 31, 2012 at 2:17 AM
KAYARBEE said…
Thanks Himanshu

Let us meet sometimes when you are back home from US (you,me & PD)
January 31, 2012 at 8:39 AM
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