So many hopes hinged on this life. Now it is lost. Yet, hope must remain for it is all that binds us. It is the only flame that illumines this seemingly dawnless night. The battle must, and will, go on. Sanely. Decisively. Not at the Presidential Palace or the gates of Rome where the choirs of discordant Neros fiddle away. But at the hustings. Decide, India, for liberty. Decide, India, for fearlessness. Decide, India, for leaderships of change. And vote the rest out of the game. To hope, drink deep.
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