While the city sleeps
the sky weeps. Independence
creeps in, unnoticed.
We often wonder, don't we, what would Mahatma Gandhi make of India if he could see it now. Mostly, we think he would look at us with despair and disappointment.
Because we've not just forgotten. We simply don't get it. We are like the rich children of poor fathers. We cannot understand the price of tomatoes, let alone that of freedom.
And like the best fathers, Gandhiji might very well feel some despair and disappointment, if he was still here to see us. But he would also be looking at us with love and hope.
Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi was given the title "Mahatma" (great soul) and is also called the Father of the Nation for his unique role in the quest for Indian independence from British rule. Today is the anniversary of his birth. It is a national holiday, Gandhi Jayanti, and it is now also celebrated as the International Day of Non-Violence.
(I originally wrote the haiku some years ago on August 15th, at the start of a silent and rainy Independence Day.)