Indian Independence - The Indian wife

The Indian wife today in metros have evolved. But this is the story of the Indian wife we all know and have heard of. When she was young, in perfect shape and sought after, men would go any length to win her. Night outs, fasts, miles of walks, police custody, anything! Hook or crook, they wanted her. A simile to our freedom struggle, indeed. And then one fine day the girl's parents approved the marriage. Britishers made India independent. And then the honey moon started. We framed the most idealistic constitution. We sang duets of India's glory. And then we started losing interest in spending time for/with her and spent more time on personal interests. We didn't care to see she was getting distorted while we were still using her for personal pleasure. And now 67 years after marriage, all we have is a old haggard, senile India, the wise kith and kin have left her for greener pastures across the globe and now she is almost dying. But the vulturous pliticians as sucking upto her last drop of blood. Ironically, she will be dead soon, disappear into thin air and then we will miss and repent those finest moments with her. Wake up India. The last chance you have. Save your woman! Save the beautiful dame! Save your freedom.