Today there are few moments where i felt proud about my country at the same time felt ashamed.
Pride: I was working out in gym as usual. In the change room, i heard a background music compsed by our ARR in his slumdog millionaire. It was quite unusual for me to hear a song which is so familiar to me in the gym amidst the normal akon, justin timberlake, beyonce songs. This just gave me a feel good feeling but what made me to feel proud was one foreigner humming that background music on his way for shower.
ARR - you made me (or rather us) feel proud. Miles to go!!
PRIDE
The other incident - Once i had my shower i was leisurely reading daily mail paper kept in leisure area of gym. There, i saw a photo of autorickshaw carrying loads of coconut fibres in a way that it entirely hides the autorickshaw itself. The comment on the photo was mockery. The below is the photo taken in our own mysore.
SHAME
All the pride i had about my country few days before just vanished like passing clouds.
1 comment:
wow what a man
what a posting!!
On a serious note, No single person can change the country.
Logathoda otti vazha pazhagikonga ;-)
Yo YO
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