I was told to write an article about realizing the Indian dream by my teacher. That's when I got thinking. What was the dream? Wasn't it peace and harmony and brotherhood ? All I see now is hate, injustice, greed and war. Well, that's my opinion. I'm just a 12 year old speaking my mind.

If you ask me, after the independence of our country, what have we really achieved? Have we achieved something glorious? No. There is nothing glorious in hatred. Nowadays, every time my dad turns to the news channel, I watch in awe at the amount of deaths, crimes and blasts . If this was what the nation was striving for, it has succeeded.

As I witnessed the 27/11 attacks unfold on the television screen, a part of me kept thinking that things were going to get better. No! That's not possible! It may sound like I am criticizing my nation, but its true! It just kept getting worse. People were killed and children were shot dead. I felt disgusted. So if anyone were to ever ask me about realizing some kind of "dream", I would suggest myself to give them a piece of my mind. The dream was never realized.