*Give Me Blood, I Will Give You Freedom*

"Give Me Blood, I Will Give You Freedom". Today is 114th birthday of the great patriot 'Netaji' Subhash Chandra Bose. Nothing to say about his sacrifice, patriotism, love for motherland as all are well known to us. Bose went to Presidency College, a most prestigious colleges of the century. But  was expelled for assaulting Professor Oaten for his anti-India comments. From then the patriotism stirred him.  Later he topped the matriculation examination of Calcutta province in 1911 and passed his B.A. in 1918 in philosophy from the Scottish Church College under Calcuta University. Subhash Chandra Bose left India in 1919 for England with a promise to his father that he would appear in the Indian Civil Services Examination. He ranked 4th in Civil Service Exam. But refused to service under the English. Later he formed Indian National Army (INA) to fight against British.

By the way, I personally remember this 23rd Feb for my favorite hero's birthday. I, from childhood loved him a lot that whenever I got some spare time, I often used to sketch him. There was some Calender picture in my home which had the lines recites by him, "Muktir o mondir sopan o tole, Koto pran holo bolidan, Lekha ache oshru jole". I used to recite the lines before sleep at noon when school was off. I remember those days that how I loved him with my heart like a Real Hero. I used to quarrel with my friends when they compared Gandhiji with him. And still I do so.

Another incident I can remember, what happened on 23rd Jan, 1997. This day was my favorite hero's 100th birthday. I was then at Seventh standard, studying at Maheswarpur Junior High School. I prepared a lecture by collecting some essays on him, advised by my father. I rehearsed a lot at before night. And In the morning when I came to deliver my speech in front of other students and respected teachers, I started crying in the middle of my lecture. You think, I forget the rest part what I prepared for..... But, no. I did not forget a single line of the speech, I was much emotional that I cant grip my tears. And I can remember, when I started crying, at the moment I was uttering : 'His escape to Germany was a historical incident' . I cant remember the whole line in bengali right now. My emotion was high at that time for the sacrifice of my Real Hero. I then did not complete my lecture and entered into my class room unfinished it.

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