Sadly, our failure is not one of imagination, though it may seem to be so at this moment. It was, rather, our lack of pride, our acceptance of a fake failure and meek surrender to some alien ideas as it was preached to us. It is through this, the acceptance that we failed because we couldn't build a consumer economy, we were persuaded to abdicate the search for a just society or just means. We were told that we had done well with electoral democracy, which was the mere first step, and failed in everything else. And, we were told not to imagine any more but subjugate ourselves to ideas imported from elsewhere or from an imaginary past.
But this is not the road to redemption, but an invitation to put the clock back and forget - and busy ourselves in the chores of daily life without any pretension to imagine the future. And, indeed, this means abandoning hope - the hope that makes any nation great - and slumping into self-serving ambitions that extend not beyond the paycheck. And, together sink in the acceptance of our inferior existence in the universe, limited by the aspirations and ideas of the others, a mere cog in the wheel of history and not its designers. This pathetic abandonment of the grand vision of India is not merely a failure of will, but a betrayal of freedom in itself, because, as in Nehru's vision, India was to be beacon of freedom from colonialism and its attendant values.
Which still dominate us, in new forms, affecting our desires, values and senses of self. Only the will, the courage, to imagine again, would free us from our 'self-imposed immaturity' (as in Kant). Dare to imagine should become the new mantra for new India, and we should return to the unfinished job of creating a just society by just means.