कभी यूँ सूरज चलते चलते आसमान में, बुनता होगा किरणों के ख्वाबों की चादर, और अचानक धधक उठी होगी वो मन में अग्नि प्रेम की॥ के प्रियतम अभी तो मुझको जलना है..
So, here is something that all Indians should see and decide for themselves what to feel, think and most importantly Do!! We glorify our warmth, our compassion, our greatness. Now at this moment I say: Stop revelling in our past glory. I am ashamed of having elected such swines to our leadership. I am ashamed of being counted with the same lot as the same group of people. I am ashamed that I am educated and have lost the wisdom. At the moment, I am ashamed of being called an Indian.
This rag at the corner was an old lady, slumped on the bridge, cold and yet asleep.. too tired to even beg!! The contrast struck out at the foot of the famous Eiffel Tower.