‘It was a very happy day for all of us as on that day Sagar came into the world. Sagar, my brother and your uncle. In those times giving birth to a boy was a sign of good luck and happiness. I didn’t know whether or not it was true, and I still don’t, but Sagar did bring happiness to our house. Wherever he went, he made people fall in love with his charming eyes, his fair and innocent face and above all his intelligence. As he grew up he started to follow some people who were still fighting for India’s independence. It was because of them that India today can celebrate its 43 years of independence. He too wanted to become a part of all those demonstrations, rallies and protests against the British govt. In 20th century there was a great orator, who always spoke of freedom, whatever he did was for his country and he played a major role in the freedom of India. Sagar respected the man a lot and one day brought him to our house and that was the day we met Dheeraj uncle. Sagar told us that he was going with Dheeraj uncle to fight for freedom. Mom too allowed him, for nothing ever could have made her feel prouder than this moment. Sagar left the house. He used to send us letters about how close were we to freedom. And the one day we achieved it. On 15 August 1947, India became free but Sagar and Dheeraj were not free of their responsibility. They were working for the welfare of citizens. So in 1952, some months before the Delhi Legislative Assembly Elections, the decided to form a party of their own, named Yuva Jan Sangh, and at that time he wrote us a letter and told that in some days he was going to take us all to Delhi. They knew that they would easily win the elections; the only problem was Aasha party, another party formed at the same time as YJS. In a few months campaigning started and YJS used its funds for that. But Aasha was lacking capital, so the president of the party, Rajshekhran, used a different strategy for his campaigning.
Sagar came to his own house after many days and as soon as he sat on the wooden chair in the balcony, some people came outside the house to discuss their problems. They were maybe 4-5 in number. Sagar went outside and one of them started speaking about his problem while another put his hand in his pocket to take out a big sharp knife. He took it out, held Sagar from his neck tightly and poked the knife in his stomach. He replied his attack with a light punch on his face when another guy came running along with 2 people with swords and poked it in his back. He felt the pain. He tried to resist when Rajshekhran came and whispered, ‘There is no need of kids in politics, son,’ in his ear and poked another knife. At the moment all I could do is watch, watch him dying in front of my eyes.’