“Agar ab bhi nahi bologe, toh kab bologe (If you don’t speak up now, when will you speak up)?”
These were the first few words I heard as I entered 15 August Park at the Red Fort in New Delhi. Before I could stop and take a moment to reflect on what I had heard, I was in the midst of artistic anarchy, with poetry being recited close to where I stood, hip-hop playing on the other end of the park, a man walking around with a sack covering everything but his legs, and a lot of people from diverse