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Celebrating Independence ?
Are we really the independent ones..

Dependency is a part of our culture and economy
however we still consider ourselves to be Independent.

Independence from what exactly, is the question?
British rule?

OOO..well we still are dependent on the social blockage of -

Girls being girly and if not its a bad progeny of the parents
Blue collars white collars job
We live in a country where almost the entire youth is working for someone
Yet tags of IT and BPO - is enough to build ur social reputation
Eltie jobs - though hard to find but just name it ornamentaly
Along with the Government job- who stops u then?

This is what the 68th independence has given us...
A country where girls are facing n number of issues daily
While these are the ones who earns you name and fame as well
Time and again- girls have faced it
I face it today again- everywhere the same blockage
I might sound like a feminist, though I m not
But I would say- i definately m not independent

The system and society killed and molested all my dreams and hopes and freedom
Who makes the system- u? me? he ? she? or They ?
Its WE...
we destroyed our own freedom and liberty
Independence truely is a long awaited dream for - India.

Indians - grow into humans
Stop being secular, demoralising, orthodox , monotonous  mentors to everyone
Sense and embrace the freedom
Give freedom to enjoy Freedom

P.s- happy Independence :/

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