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More Indian Than you think



Every child is influenced by the country he/she is born. We are genetically programmed and certain characteristics are inbred in our DNA.  Everything about us, right from our skin colour to the food we eat and the way we react to a situation depends on the country we are born into. India is country enriched with diversity, culture and more importantly humanity. Indians are loyal, warm and filled with concern. It is true that sometimes they seem indifferent to their surroundings. But they access the situation and strive hard till they succeed when they fight for a cause. The renowned Jallikattu war showed the perseverance and agility of the Tamilians. The whole nation supported the cause, even though they were not related to it. The peace war raged for 15 days and the youth stood brave despite various hindrances and threats. The Indian bravery and courage stood strong in their non violence and achieved their demand.
As I stood along with them to fight for our rights, I noticed something heroic and noble. Despite civilizations, men will always be men. Education has cultivated them to be better humans but the basic instinct is always stronger. Still, there were negative instances of harassment and discomfort for the women who participated in the rally. The sense of safety has become a treat these days. Women do not feel safe anymore. Be it a crowded bus or a deserted road. It can be office or home. She has lost hope in the society and she feels threatened and conscious at all times.  She does not even feel safe in the comfort of her own house. So is the fate of the Indian Women. Still, the rally proved it otherwise and set a trend to the world.
Another notable trait of every Indian is his adherence to culture and family values. They might not be outgoing always. But they protect their women no matter what. Every Indian is responsible and the need of protecting his sister kicks in the times of distress and chaos. He goes out of the way to make his women feel safe. She might be not related to him. She might be a stranger. The rally was an organised chaos. Energy and Patriotism ran high. The crowd rallied and there were no enough space to walk.  Amidst, the chaos, the men formed an organised path for their women to participate in the rally. It was unplanned and they were all strangers. The one trait which connected them all was the Indian value of brotherhood, culture and family values. Every women felt safe and secure even among the raging crowd.  The war was a success because of perseverance and team spirit. But the real reason was the Indian values like non-violence, self displicine and family values.  I was looking at Lufthansa new advert and it reemphasised this message in my thoughts. It is true that we are #MoreIndianThanYouThink in most times.  The Indian values have moulded us to be better people and yet good citizens.


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