happy independence day india
its a time to celebrate for sure. but its also a time to reflect:
on a country that was ripped apart;
on the refugees crossing a newly created (and not well thought out) border;
on the men, women, and children who were killed by people who were once neighbors, friends, and family;
on what was lost;
on the perpetuation of a hatred between two countries with peoples and cultures that are one in the same;
i think about my grandparents and what they were going through at this time in Lahore and Sialkot in 1947. dreading the days ahead. fearing for their lives. watching friends and family be killed. leaving everything behind to start a new life.
while many see August 15th as a time of celebration, I see it as a day of mourning as well. Yes we became independent from the British and yes India has accomplished so much by becoming the largest democracy in the world but with that independence came so much loss.