I actually thought that I was gonna let this pass and not even mention 15th August in my blog.But somehow I just can't.Damn this local club in my neighborhood!They have been shouting non-stop in front of the mic` all morning about this being the glorious 63rd year since our people drove the British away from this land..which was all great really.Until they started holding who-can-blow-away-the-maximum-number-of-candles-in-a-minute competitions.Not only that.They are even giving the entire neighborhood a blow-by-blow(literally) detail of how the candles are being extinguished over the mic.
Now since when did blowing away of candles started symbolizing freedom from oppression?Clue me in please,I have no idea.
It doesn't help that after being subjected to this auditory nonsense all throughout the day my mom is in a really bad mood.On top of that all the movie channels are showing either Mother India or Rang de Basanti or Lagaan or Bhagat Singh,none of which make my mother's list of favourite movies.(I was okay with Rang de Basanti though)
Right now she is jabbing her fingers into the remote buttons so furiously that I'm fearing for it's life.
Hang in there,Mr. Remote.I'd try to rescue you from the my mother's tenacious grip as soon as I start watching Gilmore Girls.
Anyway the point is..this is what an Independence Day is like in our country.Just another holiday where people are more interested in sleeping in or catching up with their favorite t.v. series(in my case) rather than attending some flag-hoisting ceremony.
But you know what sucks the most?
The fact that we don't even know what we''re supposed to do on an Independence Day.
We've no freakin' clue about how we should celebrate.
Actually the truth is we don't even want to remember.We just want our day off.That's all.
Happy Independence Day!
Whatever that means.