It was around this time, last year, that I’d paid a week’s visit to the Andamans, with my family and relatives, for a vacation.
These Islands, not exclusive to the Cellular Jail, are a timeless reminder of the cost of our freedom, as Indians. They remind us of the price paid for it, by those brave men and women, who sought to look beyond trivial cultural and ethnic differences, and who dared to seek the truth, and speak it too.
The Truth is all powerful. As long as we excuse ourselves from speaking the truth, we insult those who liberated us. It was a lie that enslaved us. We were told that we all have conflicting interests, and needs, which could not be met simultaneously. We were told that we hate each other.
The only mistake we made was that we listened to them, and bought their lies. We became slaves of lies! We became slaves of separation! It was Unity and Truth that liberated us. Let us all remember this, my dear friends.
Let us never again betray ourselves by buying into such lies, or being afraid of speaking the truth.
Long live Liberty!
And, let there be Light!
Here’s a link to my photo-travelogue on my visit: https://themonksofgardenia.wordpress.com/2017/06/07/to-the-andamans/