Another Independence Day. Another parade missed. Another good lunch expected. Another Holiday.
I decided to do something different this time.The newspaper arrived. I had changed to The Hindu from Times of India this sem because it was the more sober of the two and I felt cool about being part of the intelligentsia who read The Hindu.
It was a bit too sober this time. In an article titled "A Fractured Freedom",
"... And yet - in vast stretches of antique teeming land - darkness, uunfreedoms and despair persist. On farm lands, sweat shops, brick kilns and mines, men, women and children are compelled to toil for dirt wages...Artisans, weavers... in penury....Caste... Countless more (freedom struggles) to be won... "
"...market-based economy and extensive foreign direct investments have propelled India’s standing to fourth in the world in terms of Purchasing Power Parity as stated by the International Monetary Fund. Our government has deployed a variety of measures to encourage economic growth from with by lowering tariffs, import duties and dropped tax rates..."
Sometimes, I just don't get them pseudo-economist bloggers.
Just so that I don't look like an idiot in front of the reader, I did understand everything written and was actually delighted to read it and felt damn proud to be a true blooded Hindustani. Then I had a brilliant lunch at the mess (Like a BITsian), prepared by the poor devils who work harder than anyone else on holidays.
To more than anyone else, Happy Independence Day, Mess Folks.
PS: There was a blog about them juniors before this. My dad made me remove it.
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