GONE ARE THE DAYS OF LAMENTATION

The great Tagore once said: My tears are not worthless, they will become jewels of my future.

Honourable Chairperson and my dear friends: Today the agony of past and pains of gone years mar my soul, but i will wail no more. The desire of glorious future has been intensified and no more lusts for comfort will cool off this glowing inferno. The reality bites, this small span of life, the worldly mights and the adversary rigths all goes against. Then so comes the unending toil, giant seirras, seas of trouble and incessant sacrifice. But gone are the days of lamentaion.
Ladies and Gentlemen, its a way in the world. When the tears stop, revolution begins. I stand here neither to knit the image of optimism that defies reality, nor canvass the picture of cribs and pessimism. I merely dare to break the ice. Solutions of all troubles lie within. The legacy of our founders, men of honour and true warriors crisscross vividly. Their lesson is all clear: Destiny only manifests itself by talligating our own moves.
My friends! Gone are the days of lamentation when we were merely parasites on our own resources, when we quell each other in the name of our religion and cults and so ferociously we disgraced ourselves by our ill actions. Its all past that we all dwelled in past and ignorance. No more are the days for frozen fat bodies and no more is the time to stop and cry, if at all we are to exist. Our complains, troubles and problems are all obselete. Nepotism, corruption, sectarianism, intolerance and political instability are the old venoms. If the practical world unmatches the theoretical reasoning then it is purely our misery.
Honourable Chairperson! If the days of lamentaion are over then so has arrived the moment of truth. This instant in history will soon be gone. All of us did blunders, sins and shameful acts. Lets buy them all and dare to admit our mistakes. Let us all become functioning models and examples rather than loud sound boxes whose voice dismantles permanently. The battlefronts and warzones is set amidst us. Fuel the future by work, hardwork, true work, pure work, serious work and nothing but the work. Stand by the truth, shape your own principles tolerantly and if some of us are men of honor then nature knows how to assist. Our hollow guts has embarrassed us previously but now only the icons of resistence will ensure justice. Oh justice! so immense a missing link of our lives and our creations.
" No more laments, no more cries
no more wails, no more fails,
Gone are the days,
past is the case,
just ponder the new ways,
Ponder the new ways,
ponder the new ways. " I thank you all.



I said all this at F.C College Declamation Contest and lost.................but! i won the hearts.........