"We are Independent today but are we really Free? Was he fighting for Freedom or was it Independence? I’d like to believe that he stood for the former while the rest were battling it out for the latter.

He wanted us to be freed of slavery not only from the Queen but from the shackles of our own minds. He wanted us to see the light. He basked in its warmth and he wanted to share that warmth with us. He used to march down streets adorning his cotton dhoti and a lathi in hand, with this inscrutable grit as if while covering those miles he was carrying with him a million little stories of the people he was fighting for. He had to reach his destination as quickly as possible to give these stories an ending they deserved."