So finally we’ve won the world cup, what an honor what craziness what not!
Here first let me tell you I love cricket, and enjoyed the match as much as anyone.
And my heartiest congratulations to one and all!
But how do we celebrate? And how do we take the victory or the failure makes the man a winner.
Yesterday, as in most parts of the world, not just
India, but also in the US, in and the Arab countries, our national flag was all over the place. Canada
People were seen holding, waving and prancing all over the roads with the flag, isn’t this some kind of disrespect to the flag?
Our national anthem, for which we are supposed to stand up and show respect, was the favorite song to be danced on, be it in the streets or from car speakers.
The streets were jammed, people were jumping out of cars in the middle of the roads and dancing, singing and abusing, I can understand the dancing and singing part, but why abuse? Blowing your car horns, trumpets and dholl (drums), it was all happening and adding up to the noise decibel.
Even before the match, we called them Ravans, and spread the word about “Lanka Dhavan” (Burn Lanka), is that the way we Indians treat our “Atithis” (Guests)?
We were the world cup finale’s hosts; I feel we could have shown some poise some dignity.
On my way back from a friends place after witnessing the awesome moment, I saw some rather shocking things, things I dint think should happen, weather here or elsewhere. And these incidents wiped off some of the enthusiasm off the feeling of winning the world cup.
Just that we were stuck in the traffic and took more than 90 minutes for a 10 minute drive was not enough.
There was a couple with a small child in the car who was terrorized by all this shenanigans. A man happened to jump upon their car! He may not have found enough space on the roads.
People throwing holi color with water and beer was also a very common sight, did we get free alcohol with the world cup too that I was not aware of?
Fire crackers were another nuisance. I can understand bursting crackers, but this was more like bursting the whole fire-cracker factory! My next door neighbor has delivered a baby the recently she just got home yesterday morning; I was more worried about the child than anything else.
You shall also see lots of people saying, “PROUD TO BE AN INDIAN”, I want to ask weren’t you proud to be an Indian, sans the world cup? Is being an Indian, only limited to winning the world cup?