The year is coming to an end, and people who read my other blog would know that i am enroute becoming a saint who just came down from the Himalayas :p. For those, who do not have an invitation to read it, i shall elucidate the 'saint' part. I have been saying sorry and making up with people whom i clawed and fought with. India is one such body. I have been criticising India endlessly. So here is a little note for my unruly country.
Dear India,
Things have been bad, and criticism has been at its best. I have skinned every aspect of your being ruthlessly. From the politics that has impregnated you, to the kind of crimes that have been breeding on your bosom, i have criticised and written/spoken about to all known to me. You need to realise just one thing, i am an angry mother trying to rectify her spoilt teenager. If i say you are useless, it means even if you potray to be one infront of some other country, i have and will always defend you. I still wax eloquent about you to my friends who are there in other countries belonging to a different race. My friends who have left you, to make it big, love you all the more, perhaps for the same reasons for which they once hated you.Its not that i am perfect, i am bad maybe really really BAD compared to you, but then i want you to be flawless. The hope is too idealistic and i realise that perfection is utopian and unrealistic. Still i want you to be a priced possession in history.
take care
To the readers,
I am not drunk, just that i got all sentimental. Anyway take care, i'll be back ranting about the state of affairs soon.
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