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"No country or people who are slaves to dogma and dogmatic mentality can progress"


"No country or people who are slaves to dogma and dogmatic mentality can progress"
Years had been passed since India heard these revolutionising words from our first Prime Minister, Pdt. Nehru. It would be appropriate to recall his words at this time, of his 46th death anniversary. A great man who had visions, and was foresighted, for the development of his country. Prevision is what our current political leaders are not familiar with and one he was very much. He had given us an image of ourselves as Indians, no matter what your caste or creed, which no one else could have been able to deliver. Under his rule India achieved her status, as a developing nation. World started to acknowledge India as a developing power, whose decision matters. When he became the prime Minister of our country India was nothing but a former colony of Great Britain. He worked hard to rise above the tag of "former colony of Britain" to an independent, stable nation, which has has her own status in this world. He had a lot to do then. He did most of it and in trying he passed away.
            Our current position, as a country is pathetic. We still have to go the same distance as it were in the time of Pdt.Nehru. We are right where we were at his time at least in the case of poverty and education of children. Disparities in our current living conditions and the availability of basic services to the poor is very bad. Wiki leaks has revealed, that its Indians who have stashed more money to Swissbank than any other country. We have lots of money,the one thing we lack is good and prospicient leaders who can lead us. Our country is rotting in corruption. Only "the people" could save India from this. We should unite and do something. We have the responsibility to full fill our great ancestors dream and vision about our mother country India. We are all responsible for the situation we are in now,So stop pointing fingers and do some thing about it.

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