Photo by Pritam Kumar
We were raised in the promise of greatness. Where our grandmothers and grandfathers not only dreamed more fiercely, their work was our safeguard, steadily towering the heights of future dreamers. They bleed a darker ribbon which we would cut at the completion of their sacrifice/ a continuance of hope passed on to our keeping for protection. Their spirit is ours. And it is not for sale.
We did not hand over its rights pursuant our chase of their ideals. It was not bartered under terms negotiated at birth. We share in this spirit. Its measure is priceless. Any other stake on this intangible property is a shady business deal staking claim on an asset already bought and paid for. Their legacy is our receipt of goods. Our merits shine a light on them and we are fortunate that the cast of their glory should spill onto us all.