MY MOTHERLAND ... 19
Be not deluded by these apologists of the 'left liberals', these pretenders to omniscience who can only jibe and joke at nationalism after their wont and consider it their birthright to criticise but to be spared criticism in turn. These half-baked individuals of little learning and much vaunting, and taunting to boot, must be left to themselves by sincere patriots who spend their days and nights thinking of nothing but the good of the motherland out of heart-felt love, a cause for which these citizens in name but not in spirit have no feeling. Therefore, ours is to move on with our national reconstruction, with our garnering support for the mission we have been charged with by Swamiji, the resurrection of the grand Hindu heritage which lies low after a thousand year slavery at the hands of alien invasion, colonisation and conquest.
Ours is a 'wounded civilisation', to pilfer the epithet from Naipaul, and ours is the charge to self-heal and rise renascent with the message of eternal India as sounded in the Upanishads ages ago. Let the detractors cry hoarse in attempted sterile subversion of the national agenda, let the crooked detect disaster in this determined bid of the nation to salvage its ancient culture and rise in tune with it, let the Anglophiles read our national regeneration as a regressive reversal to barbaric times which they by Euro-American association are seemingly linked to, let a million maladies springing from thin air threaten to disrupt the course of our cultural renaissance, but be not daunted by any of them, O patriot perennial of the motherland ! Ours is to override these adversarial agencies and march on to the realm of triumph and glory. Therefore, I say, arise !
For the detractors, a word of mine. Brothers, cast off your cowardice and be men, alas, at last, not the confused mass of oscillating heterodoxy which you right now are but men with the courage of conviction and character that can lend their lives purpose and their motherland the service which your constant crooked criticisms can scarce afford to deliver. Therefore, I say unto you as well, arise !
Written by Sugata Bose
Photo : Maharana Pratap Singh of Mewar on his beloved horse, Chetak, at the Battle of Haldighati, 1576, against the Mughal forces of Akbar led by Raja Man Singh of Amer.
Be not deluded by these apologists of the 'left liberals', these pretenders to omniscience who can only jibe and joke at nationalism after their wont and consider it their birthright to criticise but to be spared criticism in turn. These half-baked individuals of little learning and much vaunting, and taunting to boot, must be left to themselves by sincere patriots who spend their days and nights thinking of nothing but the good of the motherland out of heart-felt love, a cause for which these citizens in name but not in spirit have no feeling. Therefore, ours is to move on with our national reconstruction, with our garnering support for the mission we have been charged with by Swamiji, the resurrection of the grand Hindu heritage which lies low after a thousand year slavery at the hands of alien invasion, colonisation and conquest.
Ours is a 'wounded civilisation', to pilfer the epithet from Naipaul, and ours is the charge to self-heal and rise renascent with the message of eternal India as sounded in the Upanishads ages ago. Let the detractors cry hoarse in attempted sterile subversion of the national agenda, let the crooked detect disaster in this determined bid of the nation to salvage its ancient culture and rise in tune with it, let the Anglophiles read our national regeneration as a regressive reversal to barbaric times which they by Euro-American association are seemingly linked to, let a million maladies springing from thin air threaten to disrupt the course of our cultural renaissance, but be not daunted by any of them, O patriot perennial of the motherland ! Ours is to override these adversarial agencies and march on to the realm of triumph and glory. Therefore, I say, arise !
For the detractors, a word of mine. Brothers, cast off your cowardice and be men, alas, at last, not the confused mass of oscillating heterodoxy which you right now are but men with the courage of conviction and character that can lend their lives purpose and their motherland the service which your constant crooked criticisms can scarce afford to deliver. Therefore, I say unto you as well, arise !
Written by Sugata Bose
Photo : Maharana Pratap Singh of Mewar on his beloved horse, Chetak, at the Battle of Haldighati, 1576, against the Mughal forces of Akbar led by Raja Man Singh of Amer.
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