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HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY!!!!

i have to be at the scool at sharp 7:00 AM in the morning. Today is independence day, and our school is prepared with speeches from teachers and some of the talented students who can deliver a good speech on independence. There is a flag up there, tied with a knot with a string that comes down along the pole.And there is so much labour involved to set that flag, you need to get the knot properly so that it opens when our principal tries to open.You have to get the flag at the top, and there you need a talented student who can climb the pole to set it there. There is the best part after the independence day celebrations. The sweets that we get in school.

There are many more memories that are still alive inside me on independence day. There was enthusiasm at the time for the day.Even i could feel how our martyrs gave us this day.Their sacrifice is more than we can think of and can realize. I cannot even visualize how they stood in front to get a bullet on their chest for their country without any hesitation.

Whenever i listen to patriotic songs...there is some force that i feel in my nerves. I salute my country and those who sacrificed for my countries independence.

Comments

mudit said…

jai hind dost!

8:03 AM

Prashant Das said…

Yeah...
15-August and 26th January... both had typical smells, typical colors, and typical sounds.
Everything around changed in a transformed world.
Indian festivals are so enticing and immersive!

2:52 PM

mudit said…

kya re...kitne din ho gaye ...kuch naya likh...spicy sa, pulp fiction :D

8:02 AM

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