From the day when I stood on stage and couldn’t even pronounce Swatantrata….I’d yell out Jai Hind loud enough for the rest of school to yell with me…
From the day when I got up late in the morning on 15th August….I’d rush to the terrace to see the Planes and salute…..
From the day when I was born in my motherland…………I’d never thought I’d miss the kite flying, the get togethers with my cousins, the mom made snacks brought my dad to the terrace……….
I miss everything back home….and felt so good seeing all the wishes pouring in since morning-Feels great to know I am equivocal sharing my excitement..
Happy Independence Day!!!