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Freedom Or Dishonoring Free Will


On 15th August 2012, I celebrate my 65th Independence Day. A matter of great pride and true honour for me and my countrymen.

Unfortunately, there is a desperate anger and frustration as I tolerate my helplessness and the demeaning definitions of freedom in the eyes of everyone I see around…including me.

Rage is everywhere. Still, there has to be some conscience behind our rage.

But isn’t our conscience slowly being corrupted beyond recognition ?





The auspicious camaraderie of sacrifices and destiny.

Indebted misers to the broken homes fed with pride.

This freedom you speak of as a right to exist in anonymity.

Dishonoring free will, behind hollow resentment you hide.








Ever thought of those bright futures lost in the trail.

This independence, you think, belongs to you for free.

Souls torn out of their impressions of relentless prestige.

How long before dishonesty enslaves – they would see.







Mauling the power of protesting with your heart open.

None would be next to you when corrupted beyond repairs.

You want to grab the selfish sense of being only for self.

Burning effigies of unrest won’t relieve the darkest despairs.








Hold on to this power of being humane with faith and rebirth.

Someone, somewhere is chained to deliver in unconsciousness.

Divided sparks of confused authority claiming your rights.

Dreams never pursue reality drenched with promiscuousness 







  1. Pawan Hira
    August 14, 2012 at 11:07 pm

    Partition came with a price of human blood, and it still pictures social unrest in minds of society. How clear do you think we are, Prashant ?
    I can hear that voice of yours, at least people think.
    It’s the root of hatred I cannot see.
    Shining India they advertise. Is it ?
    This is what Independence is ?

    • August 15, 2012 at 10:54 am

      I think partition was never a problem in the wrong run. There were insane riots and inhumane actions. But I don’t see partition being done without even weighing upon the pro’s and con’s by our then great politicians…and nobody hands you over a nation divided without your consent.

      The thing is we are in a continuous state of denial of our truthful duties and frustrated with the incompetency of the system.

  2. August 14, 2012 at 11:11 pm

    Ah! Heavy stuff!

    • August 15, 2012 at 10:56 am

      sorry, can’t help it…my “BMI” is on the higher side.

  3. August 14, 2012 at 11:55 pm

    This is a very thoughtful poem! You have written it with great zeal and enthusiasm!
    Stay blessed,

    • August 15, 2012 at 10:57 am

      Thanks Naima…for acknowledging the zeal and appreciating it !

      • August 15, 2012 at 11:08 am

        You’re welcome 🙂

  4. August 15, 2012 at 2:18 am

    nice one

  5. August 15, 2012 at 1:40 pm

    i guess we’re all feeling the same way about 15th August! Similar post – http://writersloft-aditi.blogspot.in/2012/08/independent-india-sure.html

    • August 15, 2012 at 2:40 pm

      Right on the job…straightaway !!! 😉

  6. August 15, 2012 at 2:05 pm

    Highly genial share!\m/ 🙂


    • August 15, 2012 at 2:41 pm

      Thanks Rahul !
      Long time no see !!

      • August 15, 2012 at 2:44 pm

        My pleasure, Prashantji! 😀 🙂
        Independence Day wishes to you too. 🙂


      • August 15, 2012 at 2:48 pm

        Happy Independence Day ! 🙂

  7. August 16, 2012 at 10:40 am

    “This independence, you think, belongs to you for free.” How sadly true for so many countries! Very powerful and well written friend…happy independence day to you!!

    • August 16, 2012 at 11:11 am

      thank you Captain !
      had lot of anger while writing it.

      • August 16, 2012 at 11:18 am

        I find it so intriguing that words, being the fickle creatures they are, come to us to much easier with the most intense emotions…like anger.

        But it takes a beautiful soul to take that anger and use those very words to create something so much more than raw emotion…to use them to create feeling, to take your readers to a special place that you created.

        You are so very gifted that way friend! hugs!

  8. Blood-Ink-Diary
    August 17, 2012 at 8:48 am

    Prashant – a man of conscience, humanity and articulation. I have many thoughts on this and shall re-visit you soon, for now please accept my admiration for your pen-ship!
    Jai Hind !

    • August 17, 2012 at 10:38 am

      I wish to keep on reflecting this conscience with humanitarian sense of articulated thoughts in future too.

      The problem I face is being in a state of frustration even after ending the pieces in a positive note – ‘cas I know may that i am just being too optimistic.

      Thank you for your kind words.

      • Blood-Ink-Diary
        August 18, 2012 at 10:43 am

        Prashant, the fact that you are always trying to reflect is a deeper blessing in itself – for we are human and what use is this life if we just lived for the sake of living without contributing meaning, hence, even in times of frustration – pen even more and let your writings unfold to those who are enriched by your thoughts, I am one of those people who admire your reflective side, my friend. And, sometimes it is not necessary to end a thought in a positive note, but, just to ignite a meaning for others to reflect upon. keep penning! Cheers.

      • August 18, 2012 at 10:50 am

        Golden words for my book of inspiration. Nawazish !

      • Blood-Ink-Diary
        August 19, 2012 at 7:36 am

        Aadaab Prashant sahab !

      • August 19, 2012 at 10:17 am


  9. August 17, 2012 at 6:35 pm

    a true reflection of today’s world and minds…inspite of having independence today..the free will being used in a wrong and for selfish ways…the cost of getting th eindependence demeaned by such actions..beautifully wriiten..

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