Just another holiday??????????, 15th August

Yawn! Another day. Kool it seems it will rain. A welcome change from the scorching heat God has been punishing us all these days with. Get up Aeshna or you won't get any breakfast. Gawd why can't the timings of the breakfast shift to an hour later. Its a damn HOLIDAY!!!!!. I hope someone hears me. Believe me never watch a late night movie especially something like 'HANGOVER'. What a terrible hangover I have. Drag! drag! hopefully I reach the mess and not bang my head against a pillar. ALL THE RESIDENTS ARE REQUESTED TO COME DOWN FOR FLAG HOISTING######## Ouch why do they have to shout on the announcement box. Forget it Who wants to go down for flag hoisting. Its not a compulsion. Anyway I hate getting out of my night dress and godown. While sipping tea I just thought 'Nahi yaar its been long that I have attended flag hoisting '. Ki farak painda. Main kuch bhi pahan ke chali jaaooon. I looked at myself in the mirror and thought 'tie your hair and I think your dress is a bit too short for the occassion'. Koi kuch nahi kahega, no one will give me a second look but there is something called conscience. Have I become so independent in my thoughts or rather has western culture taken such a big toll on my lifestyle that wearing a traditional Indian dress such a pain in the ass. Independent I am. No more dependent financially on my dad, or take my parents permission to go anywhere............................and on and on. But is 62 years so long a period for me to forget the struggle my ancestors went through to give me this independence???????? Just 5 mins and that is all it will take me to wear my traditional dress and go down and join in for the flag hoisting. Today I felt proud while shouting 'Jai Hind'. There were tears in my eyes singing 'Hindi hai hum watan hai.........Hindustan hamara.........' If I can sms 'Happy frndship day' at the stroke of 12 so can I say 'Swatantrata Divas ki hardik shubhkamnai'. All my friends are Indians. Aur kuch na kar paoon to atleast I should proud to be one.

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