The Indian Gladiator

 A Society is never free; it is only tamed in numerous names and forms to fall in the bracket of civilized as explained by the wise.

Somewhere around 1947 at the stroke of midnight, India breathed independence and moved to become a liberal republic of the people of which what evil lurked nobody knew. One thing was clear almost 75 years after it not one dream of the nationalists have synced onto the common man or maybe our nationalist leaders who dreamt of a new Land is at hand to be blamed for the national catastrophe that India is right now.

Gone were the days of the British Raj and the Kings of yesteryears of Bharat who were famed for giving up even their Kingdoms for the sake of understanding truths and setting forth in becoming sannyasis or Rajarishis who were Kings once and rishis later. The onset of freedom demanded India to move into a new direction as fit for democracy and its highest democratic values. But what India forgot was its roots and the treatment of evil and goodness that followed after a liberal offering of the state to the general public through contestants, democracy, and elections

I have been in this struggle for over a decade now and it seems to me India is an impossible cause. The basic problems remain the same as that was in 1947; poverty, hunger, housing, and all social evils that man could probably think of. The state has not done much in any field which is noteworthy from the time of Independence; there are just a few drowsy excuses of roads, bridges, or some lousy buildings, and what happens inside the government are just middle-class aspirations in the name of bureaucracy. The common man has done much for the sake of development rather than politicians who are hungry for praises, in arranging his chores right as a family man than the government can ever imagine of and even in this scenario the officials and elected representatives seems bloodthirsty in claiming what tragedy of land development this nation has become in bloating the common aspirations of the common man as the prodigy of this nation. I feel I am stuck in a grand colosseum fighting a Nemean lion or an Erymanthian boar or maybe Lucifer himself which are evils of Greece or Vatican from where the original thought of enacting a democracy on land originated. I have been struggling with all kinds of demons and beasts and no one to believe my side of what I see in the nation and its conflicts. It seems nobody has the cognition to understand that nature that plays as nourishment to the souls of humans. I imagine; how have these beasts emerged in the Indian lands of which the demonology related to its inhabitants is totally different from the rest of the world. People have been blinded to the rhythms of nature and are only entangled with money, comforts, and pleasures for which the nation's paranormal assets are at use and yet the gladiator's task continues. The gladiator’s task unlike the court orders is not to entertain the crowd here or be a performer on the world stage; it is but that of a melancholic hero who fights evils arisen of nescience without any reward system jeopardizing his life and livelihood in the interests of people of flesh and money.

A person promising solutions to social problems have everything in this nation. He has social esteem and office and if elected by the public occupies a public post in running the system. I feel my line of thought completely dejected from the current system without any loophole to accommodate my kind of contribution to the well-being of the planet and I feel the population itself has turned evil in the course of the history of this nation which houses one of the most orthodox and branched out explanations and solutions to the paranormal. The men of this nation have forgotten their great trail left by their predecessors and forsaken a lineage for some petty clerical job left by the foreigners or are petty tail swingers for alien reward systems. We have in a way forsaken the climb and the call of the Himalayas to reach out for the clouds in the Indian way and instead foster our children to run for the white man’s causes.