His Tryst;Our Destiny
Today is the 38 th day of curfew in Kashmir and the Independence Day celebrations on the two sides of the line of control reinforce the seven decades old aspiration even further. We have played an audience, defiant and dynamic though, to this quirk of fate for long and are thus quite fittingly determined to rephrase our destiny. Now or never, as goes the slogan this summer. Cooped inside my house, dawdling from one website to another I came across the full text of Jawahar Lal Nehru’s ‘Tryst with Destiny’ on internet and the speech inarguably is one of the best speeches ever made in the world of politics. One cannot even think of scripting anything comparable but given that ‘independence’ is in the air, abundant and dripping, may I take the liberty of paraphrasing his ‘Tryst with Destiny’ into ours. This is not an open-letter; I abhor the culture for it has turned into an annoying trend and please, do read the original text of ‘Tryst with Destiny’. Pray the paraphrase doesn’t...