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Monday, 5 March 2018
MY VISION ON INDIA -DEVIKA.C.S (5060)
My Dream About India : Abhijith Chandran - 5053
My dream about India -:Fathima Shaji (5064)
MY DREAM ABOUT INDIA
INDIA IN A DREAM : SANDRA BABU-5066
INDIA IN A DREAM.....
The alarm cried out that it was 5.30 in the morning and thus time to wake up. Few minutes later,fading moon and early birds saw HER in Yoga, inhaling fresh dawn air, on her terrace. Steaming tea was already kept near the bed where her husband and two kids were dozing off. The same was done in the adjacent rooms where her paralyzed father, and 70yrs old mother in law (mamma) were sleeping.
30 minutes later exotic smells of dosa, chutney and curries filled the house. She finished her cooking and tidied up her old father in no time but with atmost care. By the time she got ready, the tiffin boxes were already packed by her mamma. It was her husband who got the kids ready for school. Being a doctor himself he was very strict in health. He too got ready within a few minutes,they ate together and went to out their works and studies.
On the way one of the kids,by mistake,dropped a chocolate wrapper on the road. To their surprise she made her pappa to stop the car,got out and picked it up and dropped it in the nearby waste bin.The parents felt proud of their daughter.
It was week before the city was declared THE CLEANEST CITY IN INDIA.
While in the highway they could see vehicles stopping before the zebra line each time
a pedestrian stepped on it. Seconds passed by when they heard a loud cracking voice .It was from the other side of the road where a car was accidently hit by a truck and the passengers seemed to be seriously injured.Unlike the early times when people used to runaway or hesitate to help someone,the lorrydriver got out,checked the car and with the help of some people rushed them to hospital.
Her husband too helped them.The kids watched the whole scene and learnt a great lesson from her father'd deed.
The injured passengers were admitted in the nearby hospital where her husband served.
Knowing about the patients' financial condition from their relatives and how the huge hospiatal bill would become a blow to them,he reduced the bill amount considerably on his own account.Even the consulting fee was avoided.
It was 7.30 pm when after the day's busy schedule he reached home.The cup of coffee, mamma made for him,tasted much sweeter when the news was out from th telephone that one of his friends(from a lower caste society)secured Post Doctoral Fellowship from Jawaharlal Nehru University,India.Without a second thought he rang up the friend and congragulated him.
The clock announced 8.30 pm but she wasn't home yet.But the family didn't worry that it was India ,the land of values.Meanwhile she had already missed her usual and last bus and was walking alone on the road.Her cool attitude turned to a slight tension when she was to pass by a group of boys .But they,seeing a woman walking alone in the night gently stopped her,inquired and then took effort to drop her at her home.They felt contented that their 'sister' was safe.
She reached home and the famliy ate together .It was thursday and so it was her 'turn' to clean the dishes and pack up the kitchen.The last couple of hours witnessed the family praying together,chatting with the sick father and together watching television.
They felt a sense of proud when the T.V announced the happy news that 'INDIA was declared,by the UNO,as the first country to attain professional qualifications for ALL her political leaders.With this happiness they went to bed.The moon looked to earth to see that every family in the world,especially in India, was sleeping with the same happiness.
Suddenly a cup of water splashed on her face accompanied by cracking sound of morning advise ''Wake up you idiot...Its already 4.30 ...You're a girl and have to be in rules..''
SHE woke up to the boring,unsecured girl life,still in the remnants of the dream.........
''WILL SUCH AN INDIA BE JUST A DREAM ALWAYS...WILL IT COME TRUE???''
Questions started echoing within her.She got up brushed,swept the courtyard,washed the clothes and thus dissolved into 'a girl's duties' while her brothers went out for school.
SANDRA BABU
II BCOM TAX(A)
5066
INDIA OF MY DREAMS ...
Chanchal.A.Nair
Roll no. :5040
India Of My Dream
William Dement said, “Dreaming permits each and everyone of us to be quietly and safely insane every night of our lives.” He says that sometimes this insanity can be fruitful and sometimes very infectious and sometimes very delectable and delicious. It is in many ways necessary for a country like India to be insane and dream as it is a bigger crime not to dream than to dare to dream.
While talking about India on my dreams, its quite a wide topic.There is so much to dream about India; so much to cherish, so much to cheer, so much to hate and so much to desire about it. The issue is what should be penned and what should be omitted. This is a very emotional topic, too close to my heart as India, my motherland that has given me so much that I will forever remain in her debt.
India is an ancient country but a young nation and we, Indians are united and are proud of our rich culture and rich heritage, proud of secular democracy, proud of its vastness, its diversity and proud of its rivers, mountains, plains, plateaus and deserts.Like Gandhiji, I also dream of India where there will be no inequality, poverty, social injustice, illiteracy, gender discrimination, social oppression, corruption, casteism and communalism and people will have an improved and good quality of life.These are the areas where we have achieved a success and that too a major one. We are able to strengthen India as a nation by strengthening the Indian unity politically, economically and emotionally and pushing forward the process of nation-in-the-making.
However, we still suffer from the social diseases of casteism, communalism and regionalism. We need to work proactively to eliminate these evils of our society. Regionalism is a serious threat that has recently taken an ugly shape. People resort to regionalism citing the difference of their cultures from others.Apart from these casteism,poverty etc. the quality of life of masses in India is another major area of neglect as their physical and social needs have not been met even at minimally desired level. Whatever progress has been made in this respect has been tardy and inadequate.
We also lack in literacy. Good education is the only wealth which we can provide to our next generation. Building up a educated generation should be the first priority or responsibility of each citizen.I dream of India where there will be 100% literacy and jobs available in each city and people will not have to migrate to other cities. I dream of India where people will be more disciplined and will care for others.And such a generation can only be created by providing them with good education and thus fostering their personality both as an individual,citizen and moreover as a good human being.
No doubt we still have ‘promises to keep and miles to go…’ We still face the challenges of poverty, diseases, illiteracy, inequality, social backwardness and gender and caste discrimination and oppression.I hope that India will achieve what it deserves and what it deserves will depend on the dreams of people of India, as millions of people who somehow eke out a living also dream differently and for different things.Indian and frame our policies for the uplifting and welfare of the people of India. We have achieved a lot and we are dreaming to achieve more. I dream of a shining India, a vibrant democracy and a secular nation taking centre-stage in the comity of nations.I dream of an India which will fly high as its flag does with pride and dignity. Moreover I dream about an India which changes itself from "DEVELOPING" to "DEVELOPED" !
JAI HIND ...