|Source: The Hindu|
Patriotism has reasons to surge in me. I live in a country whose supreme leader requires even more security than the supreme leader of the world’s superpower. My country has a leader who matters. Matters so much that no citizen can approach him within a radius of 3 km. “Anyone who enters within 3 kilometre of the cordoned-off area around Lal Quila will be shot.” On the Independence Day of my country.
My leader is not just a Very Important Person, he is beyond scales of importance. I have now reasons to be a proud citizen of my country.
The other day, another important leader of my country drew a parallel that also surged the patriotism in me. He compared my country to Germany where all citizens are Germans and America where all citizens are Americans. Similarly, he argued, all citizens of India should be “Hindus”. Why not Indians? Because, in his terminology India is Hindustan. Never mind that the Constitution of India does not recognise that name of the country. We can rewrite the Constitution.
The countries used for comparison are fit to make my blood flow with the passionate urgency that normally accompanies unswerving patriotism. Germany which pontificated over a racial purification ritual half a century ago though now, according to the UN Population Fund, the country is home to the third-highest number of international migrants. Which part of Germany’s history is my leader alluding to, I know. That’s the reason why patriotism is pulsating in my feral veins.
America is the other example for me to follow, according to my leader. The American census officially recognises six ethnic and racial categories: White American, Native American and Alaska Native, Asian American, African American, Native Hawaiian and Other Pacific Islander, and people of two or more races; a race called "Some other race" is also used in the census and other surveys, but is not official. The United States Census Bureau also classifies Americans as "Hispanic or Latino" and "Not Hispanic or Latino", which identifies Hispanic and Latino Americans as a racially diverse ethnicity that composes the largest minority group in the nation. [Ref: Wikipedia]
But all the citizens are “Americans,” assures my leader. I bow in humility to his wisdom.
If all kinds of people in Germany can call themselves Germans, and even more kinds of people in America can call themselves Americans, why can’t the Indians call themselves Hindus? Once again my head bows in humility to a wisdom that my puny brain cannot fathom.
I’m becoming a great patriot. I can feel patriotism knocking at each neuron in my veins giving birth to synaptic patriotism.