with
the slogan of samarasata,
integration
of all castes into a single community
called
Hindu.
first
they put a chocolate
in
the pocket of his khakhi chaddi.
then
a piece of chalk.
quite
like a child,
he
scribbled in the black-board a line
he
had learnt from his school-going elder sister:
‘India
is my country and all Indians are my brothers and sisters.’
they
were startled at the child’s natural sense of fraternity !
‘these
children must first be taught the stories of good and evil’ :
Aryas
and Anaryas, Devas and Danavas, Suras and Asuras.
Ramas
and Rakshasas, Adityas and Daityas ,Sadharmis and Vidharmis,
very
proudly he now thrusts a trishool,
a
trident into his white shirt’s pocket.
and
goes with great zeal in his shakha’s early morning shibirs.
as
a bal swayam sevak of samrasata andolan.
a
child volunteer for integration campaign.
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