Disillusionment:

India at a distance seems to be a country full of mystery and beauty. With  diversity in its every strand it successfully ropes in lots of admirers but when one comes closer to it. Then, comes an utter disillusionment. Seen from the closer quarters, one is able to see the cracks in the image of this ancient land. One can call it a perfect tourist country, as the conditions and situation fills the hearts with amusement and wonders. The mismanagement and the variety in food, religion,color, caste, dress,tongue and what not presents a very unique picture to an outsider. Its just not give amusement to a foreigner but it also gives him a realisation that  “nothing is like home”.

                         Still, there are some people who have stayed back and are enjoying the “Indian circus” daily. Corruption, poverty, carelessness and hatred towards eachother fill their souls with awe. They feel amazed to see this country surviving though crippled but still breathing. Others, who prefer to leave it, feels pity for the human race in general, living in india. They also witness not “unity in diversity” but “divisions in diversity”. The only unity they see is in hatred towards eachother’s religion. Not only in religions but also in castes and subcastes. Everything they once had imagined comes down falling. They thought of india to be developed but what they find instead  is potbellied baked merchants and buisnessmen in jeans and tshirts, feeling proud in calling themselves modern but in reality are still chained in old age superstitions and in safeguarding their family name.

                In a nutshell, india is a perfect example of disillusionment and so are its people. For the sake of family pride and name they can stake the lives of any number of innocents. It is the country full of  strange ideas and ideal. Still, it’s the country of my origin and I love it with all its minuses and pluses.