Sadek RUHMALY (Île Maurice).

 

Re-thinking Independence Day -

A sacred duty?

Time is of the essence...

The World mutates in all things scientific, technological, energetic, ephemeral, existential...

We're redefining Human Civilisation itself...

In our psyche,

In our basic needs,

In our physiological attraction to Medical Science.

We are aghast in our daily aspirations...

Trapped in a twilight zone between anxiety and aspirations beyond our known horizons .

We flutter in our Fears...

Torn between Void and Validity of all that we have been taught to understand and acknowledge...

We stutter with our Tears...

Divorced from dreams of yesteryear with our loved ones and cherished Memories of a simpler and meaningful Emotions of safety in our daily Realities...

Post-Colonial Era of World History merely perpetuated a harsh political Reality...

One that suggests that Might is Right...

That The World is a single playground for the Mighty and the Audacious.

How then does A Lilliput survive and cherish a Dream to carve a living?

A Perpetual Reinventing of the DNA to merge Resilience and Resonance of new Echoes of a New World that blend cybernetics with criminal creed...

A Parochial curing Panache of daring enterprises that carve a Tunnel of Possibilities...

So as to rekindle the dreams of our forefathers and mothers.

For they pioneered a Tale of Fortune onto a desolate destitute land afar from any Bridge to Benevolence.

A ''Sursaut d'Orgeuil'' from Souls adrift and engineer a Bond of Bold Endeavours...

So as to be the Architects of a Better Tomorrows for each and every Child who breathes the Air of Our Nation.

We shall be Counted...

We shall be the Light Bearers of Hope and Happiness...

Away from Discrimination and Demonisation of all and sundry...

We shall be Responsible Citizens...

We shall be True to our Mission to build a Future beyond the Doom Soothsayers who envelope our Fears to entrap our Bliss...

We shall not be defeated...

We are what made Mauritius known as a Haven for Lovers, and for Adventurers from all Lands Afar beyond Our Shores.

Dedicated to All Those who are are Bold enough to Dream as Our Ancestors did...

Those with their bare hands and feet, but unscathed spirit , on a volcanic soil...

Barren to the eye...

But fertile to their Souls.

Sadek RUHMALY.

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