Wake Up, India

Wake Up, India


Wake Up, India

Jankinath Kaul 'Kamal'   

Hindustan! choose the Right Path

Leave this political way of secularism

You are already secular

In the right sense too

When you are 'Hindu'

Not the 'sect' but the 'human"

Thou art the follower of the Vedas

The Vedas speak no distinction

Of caste, creed or class.

These are the unavoidable functions of society

The usual system of caste

Was and is ever meant for

Universal Brotherhood.

Where division of labour

Is a must for healthy growth

Of a people the society;

No mental division

No destruction, no devastation.

Caste of the Vedas

Is the strength of Union.

It is building oneness

Not the so-called oneness

For misappropriation and malice

It is union of spirit

Clearly discussed and described

In the Hindu Sastras

The Great Puranas

The Epics of our country

The Mahabharata and

The great Ramayana.

Yes, you take up the gun,

The gun of sincere knowledge

And kill the enemy in you

The malign desire,

The essence-robbing anger,

The distracting greed,

And the misgiving ignorance.

Rise, O Bharat, with a bold voice

Rise to your ancient culture

The Divine way of

Life and living

Not initiated by

Nehru-Mountbettan friendship

Not introduced by

Campaigners for vote

Not covered by mis-used politics.

Wherein the sacred words of

Satya and Ahinsa

Were dangerously misused

For Political ends

The broader selfish ends;

The consequences of which

We see around and undergo too,

Even after about half-a-century

Of so-called 'gained' independence.

Is this the freedom in India!

Where rich grow richer

And, the poor poorer?

Intellectuals are trampled

Miscreants are conferred degrees.

Were life is looted

And looters pushed to positions;

Where Right education

Has no priority

Where Industry of money reigns.

Is this India!

Where brother eats the flesh

Of his own brother and sister;

Where son puts his own Mother

To ridiculous shame and subjugation.

Are we Indians?

Who do not speak their own language!

Who do not follow their own customs!

Who do not observe their own festivals!

Who fall in the hands of the corrupt,

Who allow themselves to be molested.

India was a great country.

She advocated human culture

She never thought of

Any physicality of caste or colour

She believed in Universal Brotherhood,

She spread the message of peace

But she is stabbed now.

By her own ill-born sons

Corruption and selfishness;

Foreign blood is made

To flow through Her veins

By power of ignorance

By means of unpatriotism

By way of frustration.

O Indians! Rise up

Rise to the occasion

Rise to the great glory

That was yours.

That is clear and current

By its very principles

Unity in Diversity.

Brotherhood besmeared on forehead

Vitality of higher knowledge

Capability of clearness

Quite evident in the

Hereditary actions of the people

Feeding the Daridra Narayana

Caring for the poor

Serving the sages

Spreading the message

Of Peace and Brotherhood.

Throughout the

Length and breadth

of the universe.

Where even an undated guest

Was honoured and served

In the language and sincerity

Of worship and wisdom.

A neighbour cared for his neighbour

A brother helped his brother

A friend cheered up his friend

A disciple obeyed his Preceptor.

Ask yourself O Brother!

Do you follow the principles

The golden rules of happy life.

No, you have become a slave,

Slave to the foreign custom

Slave to the foreign habit

Eating, walking, talking and what not.

Have you not lost

Your richest moorings

Of life and learnings

Have you not deviated

From the path of prosperity

Have you not slipped

To the misery of limitation,

Narrow-mindedness and imitation.

Why have you lost utterly

The sensibility of your own senses.

Why have you made

A mental pauper of your ownself

O Men and Women of India!

Shear your shackles

Of provincialism and communalism,

Away with 'isms'.

Be face to face with Reality

Truth, love, beauty

And show your valour

Your past glory and grandness.

Do not be slave any more

To your short-sighted Selfishness.

Take up in your hands firmly

The banner of Patriotism

The Devotion to your Motherland

And the shield of self-reliance.

Then only your very thought

Of the Independence of India

Will find completion

In the Real sense.

(27.12.1992)

Courtesy:- Jankinath Kaul 'Kamal' and December 1994 Koshur Samachar

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