It has been raining continuously since three days.The clouds have settled on the roads, houses and streets and it's difficult to see beyond a few metres. The temperatures are hanging between 4 to 7 degrees and as i type my fingers feel like stiff long pencils.And still as we unfurl the tricolour in the rain and sing our national anthem, it makes me proud being an Indian.
The least we can do on this day is think about all we went through to achieve independence and after three years of meticulous preparations became a sovereign republic on this day.In our race for god knows what we cannot forget that we are what we are because we are Indians. I would never change this for anything. Call me a romantic, call me stupid, but i know deep inside all of us love our country. Every time our country scores a point in any field our hearts swell with pride..We get angry when we see an injuctice being dished out, when we see the dirt, pollution, inequality,injustice,callousness, intolerance but atleast we know in our country we have a right to be angry and that our voice will be heard..There may be a thousand reasons why we-are-not-proud-to-be-an-Indian but million others why we are.
Let us keep our country safe and cherish what we have.
To the best people in the world, to the best country that holds them together..A Happy Republic Day .
