fear is free.

Everyday things inspired him. He scraped the mud beneath the Tulsi plant In an empty coconut shell and filled it with some pulses inside the mud with the enthusiasm of a child, sprinkled some water on it and carefully placed it beside a show plant in his home.His father watched him, peering, clearly showing irritation and he blurted out words in anger. The child absolved it. That got me to the thinking that A child delivered is life with an exponential growth as a human, but somewhere people deliver life to grow them into their own whims and fancies. No parent would agree but inside every home, democracy , and the mediocrity ,"the system", all have an equal impact on a growing child. There is right to speech, but its wrong to say. There is right to information, but its wrong to act there is right to equality, but its wrong to the reserved. A land where people fought, sacrificed their lives for freedom, truth, Individual empowerment, still cries inside a child for expression.

Freedom should be like wine, it should get better with age, but its grown pale and grey. Empathy is crime, fear is driving the force behind more than half of the populace. A land which taught the world to be free is yet to be free in herself. Nation is an idea in the minds of the people, pride is a palette for the canvas to be painted. The Nations have divided itself into billion human beings only to keep it growing inhuman. empowering ignorance and regressing growth, trying to fit themselves into a straight Jacket of monotony,left suffocated. We have created a fear driven spiral around ourselves looking in the forward direction spiralling downward. Technology, engineering, commerce has grown beyond all limits but humans still bury themselves overwhelmed in the tide. let us unite to empower our intelligence and enhance our competence rather predetermined dogmas and dilemmas within territories of the information overloaded minds and live to Live the world with dignity of being human And inspire ourselves in this expiring world