Independence Day deserves a post =] (Hey there, Mikey)

Today I wore saffron. The colour of sacrifice, purity and ascetism. And I hoisted the flag myself. Please take note everyone, on the Independence Day of 2009, Right Honourable Charu Kulkarni hoisted the Indian flag in the Kulkarnis' garden, having been accorded the honour to do so by her Dad, in view of the upcoming Cannon Launch event, where she will be sent flying through the sky with 22.99 kilograms of luggage and a tabla set, all the way to our very own Minnetosa.

...Oops, Minnesota.

Today is (uh...was) Independence Day. And what did I do? I ate two gulab jamuns extra. Hear, hear Ratty.

Well, this time, I can't even seem to make up something to say, but I feel too sad for Independence Day. And since I'll be "up, up and away", I thought I'll just bray... that I love my country. THAT DIDN'T RHYME!!! =D

Wait... Gimme a sec to recover from that joke... *collapses into giggles*

Okay. Now that we are all sober, I would like to say that I really do love my country. I don't love it for its culture, but for my personal culture as a result of living in it. I love it because it's a fun place to be. People often ask me, have you tried Cane-o-la? I hear they have the most amazing sugarcane juice. They also ask me, do you think you'll come back after studying in the US? Are you sure you won't settle there? And I answer: Yes, Cane-o-la rocks. Their caney-looking ambience is awesome. I avoid answering the second question. I say I don't know.

I do that because they wouldn't understand even if I told them. (And I know my blog readers are soooo smart.) The simple thing that will very likely bring me back to India is the amount of fun I can have here, and also that I feel at home here. I know the people, I can read their expressions, I understand the behavior protocol because I frikkin grew up here, I know my way around my city, when I go to a different city I know what to expect... India is my comfort zone.

...I have a feeling you already grasped that crucial point.

...So why am I still ranting?

=]

Wokay, time to wrap up. Good night everyone, sleep tight everyone, cheer for the freedom fight everyone. (That was lame lame lame, but this blog is mine mine mine, so it's fine fine fine.)

WHAT THE HELL!! Shut up and go to sleep, Charu. Oops, I mean Noodle.

Arre, love you India, meri jaan, oye hoye!!!