Previously, we had many reasons to be cheered up at our festival.
Most importantly, we had respectable, honest, principled, and brave elders who celebrated the holiday!
Now, there is almost no one left to kiss the hand of our elder!
People who we respect enough to kiss their hands have taken the place of those who keep up with the order, who sit silently, who do not mix with meat and milk, let me eat and cover, you try so I don't get burned.
However, once upon a time, we had elders who did not spare their words, not in the form of the hidden subject of twisted sentences, but in the obvious subjects of explicit discourses.
We had elders who did not allow hypocrites and did not give them an opportunity to walk around the field with their anti-mind possessions.
We had elders who counted the teacher more than the governor, the mayor, and the nation more than the deputy, or the politician.
Contrary to those who are chasing rent nowadays, we had elders who burned the quilts and demolished the bridges.
Today, we only have the name of the holiday and its presumption...
It is empty, the treat is empty, the pot is empty, the dreams are empty, not to mention many more!
Despite all our gratitude and the habit of being content with the little, we have nothing left in our hands.
There are excuses and plans left for the nation to run away from every corner during the holidays!
On top of that, with the reproaches of the grazing farmers, who sprang up everywhere where it should not be as if they were not grazing here and there, there was a hurry to take a position according to the direction of the power, which gave the signals of a change in trajectory.
The mediocre theaters of those who have lost their shape due to spinelessness and those who jumped out as if they had been touched by a magic wand as if the veil in front of their eyes had been lifted as if the ears that did not hear the screaming truths "on time" gained the ability to hear as if they had never chased after the cubes themselves while the nation was twisted, and as if they had lost their form due to spinelessness, took the stage.
In short, we had a lot of reasons to be cheered up at our festival before.
Most importantly, we had esteemed foresighted, qualified, and constructive elders who made the holiday a holiday!
Now, his hair is white, his heart is black, his body is old, his soul is lost, he is empty, his face is taken by cheeky...
Our elders, who celebrated the feast, were our most important heirlooms!
Most gone, few left...
!! अभय !!
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