Thought so!!

The Celebrations of independence is  still alive in my street!! Thanks to my neighborhood kids! We complain about Today's kids,but today I saw it live! Happy Independence day!:)    65th year, and the still going strong! 9.00 am, I was still on my bed, until I heard  the chorus of Vande Mataram from outside my window . The boy dressed in white had made everyone stand in a row and was holding a book in his hand and was making the other kids repeat after him. It was a pleasure to watch these kids singing , and all their parents stood outside their balcony with proud smiling faces watching them . After the chorus session a bunch of kids barged into everyone's house and wished all of us a Happy Independence day.   For rest of  us it was just another holiday where we could sit back and relax, but looking at the enthusiasm put forth by these kids really kept me thinking, What are we celebrating for? Have we enough freedom? Are we really a free democratic country? Is having the right

            I could have rather named the post as ‘The Memorandum’, my first ever play watched at a theatre which is completely meant for plays.  But the name ‘Ptydepe’ sounded fancier, and hence chosen. Pronounced as Pa-tie-de-pay, when given the pamphlet I read it as ‘tie-deep-a’, assuming P as silent. From past one year, my attempt to go and watch a play at Rangashankara was completely futile after rigorous attempts. First time- It was a list of Hindi plays! Second time- Tickets sold out The third time-It was Mysooru Mallige…The name was like a repellent used for mosquitoes, here replacing the mosquitoes, were my friends. It’s difficult to find a theatre enthuse , when u have a bunch of only engineering graduates in your G-gang. I would anytime go for a diverse range (no offence to the present ones). Planning with these people for a play , was like asking yeddyurappa to quit as CM. After this I always pictured myself going and watching a play all by myself , which no normal pers