It is said that when we divide a thing into different parts, it loses its originalty, charm and chrisma. When our motherland was divided into different parts, it was not just a division of land but also of hearts, desires and love. It was not love but hatred that was spread all over the subcontinent. Some were anxious, some were shocked. Also, it is quite difficult to say that some were happy, but it can be true in some cases. Amid all such situation, people living in mental hospitals were completely oblivious of the fact that their homeland was being divided and many relatives who used to come meeting them now might would never come again. One day when they were told that subcountinent had been divided, many of them who were to some extent able to understand things, kept writhing in pain all the day long. Some of them fumed with annoyance. Some were anxious to know whether they were in India or Pakistan. Many wanted to know what country became the fate of their howntown. As per government notification, many of them were exchanged and were forced to leave the place where they had been living for age. We must not forget the price that our forefathers had to pay just to get this so called freedom.