Happy Independence Day

What is the joy one gets when someone wishes him Happy Independence Day.Some examples:
Small children:Holiday!
Smaller children:Holiday!!
Smallest children:Gagagoogoo(They cant talk yet)
Teenagers:Holiday!
Adults:Holiday!
Freedom Fighters:Yeah!
Quizzards:Landmark Quiz!
Me(and ppl like me):Bah Humbug.
Independence day and othe public holidays are becoming highly commercialised and consumerised by esp the TV channels.Puthampudiya padam and crap like that.Sad da.

Anyways I went home yday to attend a family lunch in Park Sheraton and later see Vasoolraja MBBS.Had fun in both.Had bath,ate and packed back to IIT.Drove the new Flair for the first time.Peace da.

Chatting with Joel who is having a fucking good time in St Xaviers fest ,Bombay aka Babe central.Yes I am still in IIT .Pained him with my Lucent experiences last year.Enough said.

Ah yes I am for Capital punishment.That argument cropped up in my head after the execution of the Dhananjoy guy who presumably killed and raped a 6th std girl.I suppose they had enough evidence to prove that he was guilty.Human rights activists who think otherwise are just dumb.Just my personal opinion.

"Shes taking her time making up the reasons
To justify all the hurt inside
Guess she knows byt he smile and the look in their eyes,
Everyones got a theory bout the beautiful one
Theyre saying
Mama never loved her much
and Dad never keeps in touch
Thats why she shies away from human affection
but somewhere in a private place
she packs her bag for outer space
And now shes waiting for the right kind of pilot to come
And she'll say to him
"

Awesome da.Simply awesome.Why did trhey have to split.(The agony of it all)




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