Revolution Evolution

Faded and Jaded with Time....

Some values and thought-processes have diminished with time. Dissolved into nothingness. Fanaa.

I remember a story my dad used to relate about his grandfather, who belonged to a generation to whom we can not even mildly relate. True sons of the soil, born into the pre-partition era of the freedom struggle. With a heart that beat every beat with love, passion and pride in the nation. My great-grandfather would keep a collection of stamps under his pillow. And if ever there were a situation where him or members of his family are in any kind of a monetary benefit because of error or personal greed (overpayment, undercharging), he would tear the equivalent amount in stamps, so that the government doesn't lose anything over this little gain of his, regardless of how miniscule. Back then, stamps used to be in the currency of "annas" (1/16th of a Rupee, which, in turn, is nearly 1/45th of a dollar). But, can you even fathom the resolve of the man, who truly had that undying pride and blind belief in the glory of his nation, and the priceless favor of citizenship that it had bestowed on him, that he wanted to balance his debt with India at every step.

Compare that thought with the modern thinking of today's hustlers, and you see the moral canyon that the passage of time has cut away to create, over the years. This approach wouldn't work in today's world, because it has become somewhat difficult to tell the difference between the oppressor and the oppressed. With street-smartness becoming the order of the day, it has become impossible to figure out who is trying to fleece whom? That approach is something that will always remain a historical fairy tale that becomes more and more unbelievable (and unrelatable), as generations transcend generations.

Some values and thought-processes have diminished with time. Dissolved into nothingness. Fanaa.