Independence
Amid the chaos where debates rage, lines are drawn in stubborn ink, and hope sometimes trembles, I still choose to believe in good. Let us not forget how hard, how slow, how achingly tedious it was to grow into one heartbeat: a clime diverse yet united, fierce in its cry for justice, unyielding in its dream of tomorrow. Freedom is not a relic from 1947; it is the choice we breathe each day, the vow to guard what was hard-won. Rulers have faltered but the ordinary souls who dared, did not. Their struggle carved a nation from longing. Our duty is to keep it worthy of their sacrifice. Yes, Governments are but passing shadows, but the people… the people are eternal.
