When you have been living in a place for more than quarter of a century, you either have to love it, or hate it. There cannot be a grey line in between. well, of course, unless you live in India! With such diversity, you almost lose count of the variety which India could give you. It has almost become a cliche to say " India is diverse", I think, even i have mentioned once before here.
But, with so much of India bashing going around, you some how get the feeling of, shaking the dust of your feet and say, Ah, India ain't good! I was almost made to say that, till i realized, actually, this has been the country, which i had loved so much. Loved so much, for the colors, for the people, for all the chaos, the noise, for the hills, for the rivers, for the seas and the mountains and everything so remarkable about this country.
Only India, yes! the word ONLY had to be in caps here, can have so much noise, yet bring in such serenity to be called the land of sages; can have so much confusion and also bring in a sage like monotony; Can have so much beauty wasted and yet bring in that 'wow', too many times; Well, i can go, on and on and on. With a very heavy heart, I accept! yes, there are certain issues in my country that needs immediate attention. There is too much poverty, to feel happy about; corruption has almost become a part of life, and of course, the filth, the dirt and the crowds are sometimes suffocating.
In all these, there is something, an un explainable something in my country. Maybe it is the diversity, may be it is the cultural, religious manifestations of over a thousand years, or maybe i just want India to be like that. Yes, maybe, i am so determined to love it despite all its short comings.
But, I just had to love my country; because i live in India!
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