From time and again we are made to realize that my shirt is not as white as yours. I think all the rins and wheels ensure that we search for the perfect white. And they do so by challenging our concept of white or should I say pure white. But even though I may write an essay on how this marketing gimmick is to fleece people, somewhere I am amazed by its effectiveness. There is a contender who says everything is perfect in his/her world and then there is us. But have you ever thought that the only white we should be worried about is the one that we rarely seem to notice nowadays. It is the white we see in our flag.
There is a reason and some significance of all the colours that collectively make our flag what it is; where Saffron is a symbol of courage, White stands for peace and honesty, Blue is truth and loyalty, vigilance, perseverance & justice and Green represents hope, joy, fertility and love. But frankly how many us would actually know this, I for one had to take help from always-dependable Mr. Google. I know this by any standards is not acceptable, but at least I don’t claim to be an epitome of true patriotism like others who behave as if they were born to hold it high; well only on the Independence or the Republic Day rest of the days the flag would just be part of their bureaucratic offices. I agree my knowledge limits only to the colours that constitute the flag, but at least I don’t dream of just the Saffron or the green on my flag, I may not know the significance but I do know my flag is nothing without any of these colour’s together.
Why don’t we stand up against all those who claim to be tigers (Shiv sainiks); who may sometime hold the lotus (BJP) or sometimes may be content with shaking hands (Congress), if not that they fight with their clan and decide to trouble us further with another unit (MNS) of their own, why don’t we stand against all those who call you a minority (Muslim League) in your own country. And frankly would you really want these dissemblers to tell us what to do especially after the valor that we common people exhibit during terrorist attacks time and again. These guys are ever ready to come out on the road for something that can give them political mileage, in fact after every attack they came out to talk about the government rather than the people who lost their lives. The only colour they know is the colour of power. There is a grimace of cruel malignity that lits up their faces when ever they hear of another opportunity to take on the opposition…
The future generations should only understand one colour and that is colour white.
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