Rather long but I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did:
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I lack civic sense.
They can burn streets,
and vandalize a city after a championship game.
I dance at an airport excited about my first foreign trip, and suddenly I am the face of poor civic sense.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I steal jobs.
They move factories across oceans,
shift profits through tax havens.
I study, compete, earn a visa, work 18 hours a day, sometimes multiple jobs and somehow I am the one stealing jobs and scamming the system.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I am everywhere.
I build your software,
treat your illness,
teach your children,
drive your taxis,
and open your stores.
The world became a village,
yet my presence remains a problem.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I am too loud.
The evening news screams outrage.
The internet echoes with anger day and night.
I celebrate a wedding, a festival, a victory,
and I am told my joy is too loud.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I smell of curry.
The world smells of gunpowder,
of hatred,
of division,
of endless arguments about race and religion.
I carry the fragrance of spices from my grandmother's kitchen,
and somehow that is what offends.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I have no culture.
I come from a civilization that counted the stars
when much of the world was still learning maps.
I speak languages older than nations.
I celebrate hundreds of traditions,
yet I am told I have no culture.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I am backward.
I send missions to the Moon.
I build vaccines for millions.
I run companies across continents.
Yet a viral video of one fool becomes evidence against a billion people.
I am an Indian.
I celebrate my favorite actor's success
with flowers, music, and a few glasses of milk.
Others worship influencers who sell outrage, turn every disagreement into a battlefield, and every opinion into a war.
Yet my celebration is the one that makes headlines.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I gather in crowds.
We walk together in processions,
celebrating our faith, our culture, our traditions.
Everyone is welcome.
No shops are looted.
No neighborhoods are burned.
No one is threatened for thinking differently.
We sing.
We dance.
We pray.
And somehow our gathering becomes the problem.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I bring my culture everywhere.
I light a lamp in a foreign land.
I wear a saree in the snow.
I teach my children the language of their grandparents.
Others build walls between neighbors,
argue endlessly over identity,
and forget where they came from.
Yet I am told I should leave my culture behind.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I live in the past.
But my past gave me yoga,
mathematics, philosophy, meditation,
and the idea that the world is one family.
The future keeps borrowing from my past,
while telling me to be embarrassed by it.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I should be ashamed.
Ashamed of my accent.
Ashamed of my food.
Ashamed of my festivals.
Ashamed of my traditions.
Ashamed of existing.
But I am not ashamed.
I am the child of farmers and philosophers,
scientists and saints, workers and dreamers.
*I come from a land that taught the world
that truth can be many-sided,
that all paths deserve respect,
and that the entire world is one family.*
*Yes, we have flaws. Every nation does.*
*But judge me by my actions, not by your stereotypes.*
For I am an Indian.
*And before you tell me what is wrong with me, look honestly at what you have normalized in yourself.*
For I am an Indian.
The world may mock my accent,
question my customs,
laugh at my celebrations,
and judge me through a thousand stereotypes.
*Yet I stand tall. For I belong to a civilization older than empires, a culture richer than prejudice, and a people whose spirit refuses to bend.*
For I am an Indian.
One man ran away with a Trophy India won a few weeks ago. What does India do - they win another, a bigger one, a World Cup Trophy!
Moral of the story: You win a Trophy not steal it
Jai Hind 🇮🇳
#ICCWomensWorldCup
Ab ye Afwahh kon faila raha he 😜 k itne chances dene k baad bhi in logo se Run nahi lag rahe he.
Hamari Team apne best din na hone k bavajood inko Dhul chatayiii he.
#AsiaCup#INDvPAK
There is no attempt, the State itself was is the living testament of Supreme character.
When the waters rise and take away the guard you built, you don't retreat. You rebuild and fight again and again. That is surely a Supreme character.
ਰੀਸ ਤੇਰੇ ਕੋਲ ਹੋਣੀ ਨੀ, ਤੂੰ ਮੱਚਦਾ ਰਹਿ
Post this flood tragedy, the government should ensure this workshop becomes a global power in supplying rescue boats.
Start with smaller/unsophisticated markets like African subcontinent, gain experience and move into SEA and then may be Europe and US.
Don't let this opportunity go.
Punjab will never starve, no matter how severe the disaster. This land has always been blessed with resilience and generosity.
As the saying goes, if the Almighty has created mouths to eat, He has already made arrangements for their food.
Even today at Bela Ropar, where the Sutlej breach has caused havoc, the spirit of langar continued people were served almonds along with meals, a reminder that Punjab’s tradition of sharing never breaks, even in the hardest times! 👍🏻 #PunjabFloods2025
Happy Independence Day, India! You’re an unwieldy mess but you’re home.
From tyrannical leaders to broken ballots, you’ve had it all in the last 78 years and yet, you managed to not descend into whacky political experiments like Communism or Third World staples like military rule. Despite an overwhelmingly lopsided demographics, you resisted the tempting draw of theocracy that so many of your neighbors couldn’t.
And not somehow.
Your commitment to democracy and dialog is not some fluke but a deliberate aspect of your character. You built this commitment over millennia of ideological and social refinement.
Whatever the White Man went, he made it White. From America to Australia, the world is littered with societies that only hold their originality as relics in reservations and textbooks. Not so with you. You remained India before, and you remain India after.
That too is no fluke. Your commitment to your identity is a culmination of thousands of years of unbroken history. Of adversaries you destroyed along the way and of “outsiders” you assimilated without losing your own self.
Despite the flaws in your ways and speed-bumps in your journey, you’ve remained India, home to the world’s largest chunk of humanity for longer than any of your colonizer.
For a nation of your size, your challenges, your diversity, and your circumstances, I say you’ve done reasonably well.
So here’s to vintage, to longevity, to resilience, to everything you embody.
Happy Independence Day, India! You’re an unwieldy mess but you’re home.
If even half of what the PM has said today translates on ground, we must all send a thank you card to the Ugly American for pushing us against the wall with their bullying and their crassness. But unless the extortion of the bureaucracy stops, babus are disincentivised from obstructing trade, industry, business, and the mindless regulations are not need and taxation simplified (end the nonsensical multiplicity of GST by having just 2 rates), nothing will change. We need serious and sweeping reforms that unleash the entrepreneurial and industrial genius of India. The choice before us is to either become a vassal state or a mercenary state or a proud, independent, sovereign, strong and prosperous nation.