While reading about Indian History in my school text books I always wondered what did Gandhi have to get public on the road.
I had planned to reach People’s Plaza by 6 PM today to be a part of the candle march but courtesy heavy rains and traffic jam I reached at 6:47 PM. I reached with a laptop in a laptop bag and a dupatta to cover my head. This is how prepared I was for the march.
I look around. There are approximately 150 people. The crowd is shouting slogans such as “ vande mataram, bharat mata ki jay”. I stand with the crowd without shouting the slogans as I wanted to be a silent supporter. In no time a gentleman saw me without a candle and offered a candle from a box of candles which he might have got for people like me.
The slogans continue and this time I hear something different
Twinkle twinkle little start, Anna is a super star.
Congress paisa paisa karti hai, jan lok pall se darti hai
Ye sarkar nikammi hai, Sonia jiski mummi hai
Iss desh ko bachao, Sonia ko bahgao.
The candle wax started melting and hurting and an unprepared person like me did not know what to do. Immediately a supporter comes to my rescue. She brings a paper cup and sticks the candle to it.
The flame of my candle is blown off due to the wind and drops of rain. Immediately a supporter offers his candle to light mine.
We then start walking around the ground. A dead rat was lying on the path which the supporters were to take. A gentleman quickly kicks it to the side so that the other supporters don’t stamp it.
As I am looking around I notice that 80% of the crowd comprises of the youth (yuva). Among them is a man walking with crutches.
A few yards from the rat lies a big stone. Another gentleman quickly tries to lift it to remove it from the path. It was indeed too heavy for him to remove. Another gentleman immediately helps him to lift the stone and in no time the huge stone was out of the way for the comfort of the supporters.
By now my candle is burnt out. Another gentleman offers me a candle from his box.
By now my candle is burnt out. Another gentleman offers me a candle from his box.
The march continues. 6 policemen are sitting at a distance waiting for something violent to happen so that they can take charge. Nothing happens. I look around. There are approximately 500 people.
This is called support.Gandhi also might have done something similar. That is what history tells me.
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