You all are saying that our country became independent seventy years ago, but I do not see the country as free even today. We are still slaves today, fifty years ago we were slaves of foreigners... Today we are slaves of our loved ones. The speed ...

You all are saying that our country became independent seventy years ago, but I do not see the country as free even today. We are still slaves today, fifty years ago we were slaves of foreigners... Today we are slaves of our loved ones. The speed of Devroop's voice started increasing just like the speed of a motor vehicle from first gear to second, second to third, and third to fourth. When the daughters of India also did not lag behind the sons of India in getting India's independence, then why are the daughters of same India being treated like slaves today?  That too through loved ones... why? Why are the daughters of India burnt alive in the in-laws' houses for the sake of a few silver coins? Somebody is poisoned to death and is proved to be self-murder... why? .... why a daughter-in-law is forced to kiss the noose of the gallows? ... Why does the honor of an Indian daughter get robbed in the market? Who are the robbers of honour? And who is there to watch the spectacle standing there? ...  Devroop's face lit up ... He was silent for a while, all eyes were on his face, and ears were waiting for his further words.