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Friday, September 4, 2009

When my Country bled…


1947 TIME Magazine cover by Boris Artzybasheff depicting a self-hurting Kali as a symbol of the partition of India.
(Source: Wikipedia)

As speculations abound once again as to who orchestrated the partition of India- was it the conveniently devious Jinnah or the seemingly spotless Patel or just the lame British hobby of dividing nations- the truth of the matter remains that the painful echo of greatest migration in recorded history is still reverberating loud and clear across a continent.

The truth of the matter remains that my country still bleeds- it is a case of a very severe form of Hemophilia- and with no cure in sight.

The most important thing, I feel, is to never forget or blot out such incidents from our collective consciousness. And that is not because we should foster and nurture wounds and feelings of retribution and payback, but simply because we must remember the horrors of our errors and their eternal repercussions.

As for forgiveness, that's God's job.

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