Wow! What a feeling. It is very humbling and somewhat exciting to see a mass movement unfurl before your eyes. I am sure a lot of us are touched by this mass movement against corruption and amendment of the Lokpal Bill as it stand. I share the experience of just being there and feeling the power of the people.
On a general every week day situation, the India Gate circle is a mix of traffic flowing from the North block into the city or from the nearer vicinity of Connaught place, Kasturba Gandhi Marg, Barakhamba, High Court etc etc to the various parts of the city and the suburb. But on the 17th Aug 5:00pm, the scene was different. India gate had traffic true...but the traffic was that of humans...barring status, age, region, language. It was milling with people and the Tri-colour. Overcast sky and the setting sun gave it the backdrop of a picturisque movement. There was patriotic songs sung by groups, slogans shouted out by young people, posters and banners held up to symbolise the struggle.
There were no leaders, no followers, no one to make a mass appeal. They were just citizens of the country, nameless, faceless, but with a passion- wanting to put a wrong to right. No one was rich or poor, famous or infamous. Every one stood there as people of the country asking for accountability, asking for justice, asking for a right to question the government in peaceful ways.
No one rode a bike, or drove a car. They all came by public transport. All walked, with flags in their hands and hope in their hearts, that India was truly the greatest democracy of the world and they will do it right for the people of the country. These people who gathered were not gathered for a political intent, but with a emotional and social intent.
That I think was the greatest achievement by the citizens of India, to rise above politics and demand for the greater good.
On a general every week day situation, the India Gate circle is a mix of traffic flowing from the North block into the city or from the nearer vicinity of Connaught place, Kasturba Gandhi Marg, Barakhamba, High Court etc etc to the various parts of the city and the suburb. But on the 17th Aug 5:00pm, the scene was different. India gate had traffic true...but the traffic was that of humans...barring status, age, region, language. It was milling with people and the Tri-colour. Overcast sky and the setting sun gave it the backdrop of a picturisque movement. There was patriotic songs sung by groups, slogans shouted out by young people, posters and banners held up to symbolise the struggle.
There were no leaders, no followers, no one to make a mass appeal. They were just citizens of the country, nameless, faceless, but with a passion- wanting to put a wrong to right. No one was rich or poor, famous or infamous. Every one stood there as people of the country asking for accountability, asking for justice, asking for a right to question the government in peaceful ways.
No one rode a bike, or drove a car. They all came by public transport. All walked, with flags in their hands and hope in their hearts, that India was truly the greatest democracy of the world and they will do it right for the people of the country. These people who gathered were not gathered for a political intent, but with a emotional and social intent.
That I think was the greatest achievement by the citizens of India, to rise above politics and demand for the greater good.
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