The rose petals descend and fall at the feet of the flag-pole as the flag unfurls - like a bird stretching out its wings just before flight.
Against the background of grey clouds, the Tricolour flutters proudly like a triumphant warrior looking at the captured battlefield.
Amidst the rattling noise of the heavy downpour, the 'Jaya Hey' mesmerizes the air as if it were the fragrance of a flower.
The people standing beneath the flag take a deep breath as they capture the fragrance of patriotism that the national anthem evokes in them... and as they watch with their heads held high, the Tricolour - the metaphor of their freedom!
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Call it ironic or disregard it as inconsequential patriotic awakening,
ReplyDeletebut trust us, the importance of homeland, the sense of belonging to it becomes stronger since we have come away from it. Every time we hear "Ye Jo Des Hai Tera", "Vande Mataram" over here, something in the soul stirs up that makes us closer to India than we have ever felt while we were there.
P.S. : I have written this in first person plural purposely because I know, this sentiment echoes in thousands of fellow students who come abroad with dreams in their eyes and hope in their heart.
"Jai Hind"