i-day
I noticed the orange white and green balloons on the stairs of my office on the night of august 14 and realised independence day was here again ..
That time of the year when we have special issues out on all magazines, newspapers and news channels, talking about freedom and what india has achieved and what it has not..
the same old debates every year.. we certainly have not gt freedom from that yet 
thankfully, one gets to read other than anything about crime and religion, which is what actually runs media today, …….and then there will be those forwarded msgs.. some jokes and some prose… ppl will cme out with their creative best on this independence day….
till last to last year.. i would be thrilled as well.. would buy a flag.. from one of those children selling it on Delhi streets…. or would search for an old flag i would have kept from previous years.. folded somewhere in the mess that i had in the one room seater of mine ( i thought i would save up money that ways.. students in their college days do have to plan out shoe-string budgets..
In the society were i live… the spirits of children were high.. i think all the `patriotic’ bollywood numbers were performed on.. some of these children in fact read out the pledge one is supposed to read everyday during school assembly.. i had long forgotten it.. i could recognize it only by the way it went.. you know there are particular ways of how these school assembly songs and prayers are read out.. all have this particular rhythm to them ….
there were people dressed in tri-colours.. …
all these celebrations set my skepticism over celebrating independence day aside for a moment….
there was a sprinkle of innocence to these celebrations.. while i really don’t feel like going gaga over independence day… i was tempted to appreciate these celebrations….i guess sometimes it’s nice to just not let any funda/ideologies/cynicism affect ones mood for celebrations.. na?
