Pity the nation…

13 08 2009

Pity the nation that is full of beliefs and empty of religion.

Pity the nation that wears a cloth it does not weave, eats a bread it does not harvest, and drinks a wine that flows not from its own winepress.

Pity the nation that acclaims the bully as hero, and that deems the glittering conqueror bountiful.

Pity the nation that despises a passion in its dream, yet submits in its awakening.

Pity the nation that raises not its voice save when it walks in a funeral, boasts not except among its ruins, and will rebel not save when its neck is laid between the sword and the block.

Pity the nation whose statesman is a fox, whose philosopher is a juggler, and whose art is the art of patching and mimicking.

Pity the nation that welcomes its new ruler with trumpetings and farewells him with hootings, only to welcome another with trumpetings once again.

Pity the nation whose sages are dumb with years and whose strong men are yet in the cradle.

Pity the nation divided into fragments, each fragment deeming itself a nation

— Khalil Jibran

How truly does this apply to us as a nation. Every single line fits perfectly to what we have evolved ourselves into. I am truly impressed by the genius of Khalil Jibran who sketched the whole character of this nation centuries before we ever came into existence and yet we proudly deny what we actually are – a hypocrite, dishonest and violent bunch of ‘individuals’.

So, in a couple of hours we will start yet another annual competition of hypocrisy by clogging the streets with silencer-less motorcycles, disturbing other’s sleep with with loud roaring of motor, pressure horns,  firecrackers and fearless display of illegal weaponry. What better way to laugh at ourselves but denying it altogether what lowlife we are. Indeed you call it independence… the liberty that you won’t find any other place on earth. the liberty to kill each other, the liberty to rob your neighbor, the liberty to blackmail the ignorant ones in the name of religion or law…. we have never been this independent, haven’t we?

I’d better be working than partying out coz when the day dawns, we will again forget why we lit those candles in the night or why we gathered at the ABC place and danced to the music.

Good bye,

Jashn e Azadi Mubarak!!!

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