I think the last time I narrated the pledge was way back in school, standing in savdhan position and hand stretched out. Today however, I had to actually google out ‘Indian Pledge’ to put it down here.
Hey! Don’t sit there and judge me! I know you don’t remember it too (besides its first two lines..those are easy!) its okay to forget things, it happens to the best of people.
So here goes:
P.S: Please free to stand and give your respect while reading it.
India is my country and all Indians are my brothers and sisters.
I love my country and I am proud of its rich and varied heritage.
I shall always strive to be worthy of it.
I shall give my parents, teachers and all elders respect and treat everyone with courtesy.
To my country and my people, I pledge my devotion.
In their well-being and prosperity alone, lies my happiness.
* You may now sit down*
Who knew a few years later, a whole bunch of my classmates would end up taking the first line of the country’s pledge so seriously, that most of them have found ‘firangi biwis’ and brought them to visit India. At least they can say with all honesty, that they honored the country’s pledge.
In India, every other autowala, driver, watchman, shopkeeper, security etc is called a bhaiya, more because of respect than anything else. It is part of the Indian culture to call every other boy Bhaiya or brother. I use names, that’s my style and people like it that way.
Who calls people bhaiya in the 21st century? We’re already in 2018 for pete’s sake!
That said, I am still living in India with my pyaari behna’s, single, unmarried and friend zoned. My conversion rate from behna’s – friends – more than friends is really bad. Girls are either too filmy, too picky or married, the rest are lesbians. Slim pickings! I’ll probably have to search one from out of the country, like some of my other classmates have.
Time shall tell!