We have Lost It ...

A wikipedia entry, a couple of soundtracks running once in a while, crores of business and the dust has settled down. Not a movie buff and and so i watched Rang De Basanti (RDB) at least 3 years later than most people. Either my senses have decided not to react or I have got too practical, either way the emotions do not carry themselves for more than a few seconds. The euphoria that the film created was huge but I wonder what the end results have been if any. Its been natural to say the least, everything looks good in the beginning only to realize that what sounds great on a piece of paper is hard to materialize.
We all have grown up hearing, reading pieces of text relating to freedom struggle and how people showered their lives for the country, the passion is hardly reproduceable, leave alone the actual act. Inqalab Jindabad, Vande Matram, and the more theatrical "Kar chale hum fida ..." have always succeeded in enraging everyone to the very core. But that was the childhood, the world of fantasies and stories. We are grown up now, we are supposed to be practical and if we are not, we are forced to be practical. To trade a couple of hours wait in some queue for a 100 rs note is a good one by any standards. To get a file ranked up for a loan paying 500 rs is sensible, to term politics as dirty is fashionable and the list goes on. I do not blame the people and I am not trying to save myself from the embarrassment as well. We are constrained, we are busy, we are not allowed any luxuries. We have to study hard to place a foot somewhere in this cut throat competition world, we have to be doctors and engineers and at least an MBA in the plan B of things. The more stress you take better are the chances of a recognition in the society as hardworking individuals. The show goes on after you start to earn money, please your boss, talk a lot and think less, do the routines instead of new and creative things you have in yourself and everything that will make you successful (ahh! Forgot to mention for successful The "society"). That's the ideal path of life and no wonder most if not all are following it with dedication.
Choked is the word that I think I could use to describe us in the context, choked in the mind, choked in the heart, choked in the thoughts and choked in life. At times I feel we are in a big prison and the ultimate goal of life is to get out of it. In the beginning as little folks we have our fantasies of superheroes and getting through the prison in a flash, in a stroke. As time goes by and the fantasies go down, we take a workman like approach to get through it by trying to accumulate more resources always thinking of the threshold that we need to have to start. And the more we accumulate, the more we look around the prison, the threshold just keeps getting higher and higher to reach a point where hopes turns into pessimism. We start accepting things and term them as facts, the facts were always there, just that the realization came late, the later it comes the better it is!
I just hope (yes, i still have some) that the air remains fresh enough to breathe till I live, I already have lost hope on other things.