Of national concern

I had almost stopped blogging probably would have done so if something of national concern wasn’t pressing me. Few days ago I settled down with a piping hot plate of biriyani and mutton tikiya and a smoking hot girl in front of me to share the food with. We took our first spoonful when this friend of mine pricked up her ears and said “isn’t the song familiar?” I strained my ears expecting to hear ‘tunir ma’ but what came to ears was something sounded faintly like the national anthem. Imagine, an evening of 15 degree Celsius and you have just paid one fifth of your pocket money for a plate of biriyani when you are forcefully pulled away by your sense of patriotism and you have to stand with a spoon in your hand and a mind full of swear words.
I think we have a great deal of hullaballoo made over patriotism and things related to it. All those rich nations… say U.K, U.S.A. and Australia (I mentioned these three because I kind of get confused regarding their flags) make money out of spreading their patriotism even to other nations. Go to any local market you’ll find handkerchiefs of these nations and every Raj or Rahul wearing them to Mohan Bagan or East Bengal matches, if not a India versus Australia match. There are thongs being made out of American flags the least we can do is have our own handkerchiefs. I mean what skewered sense of patriotism makes a government declare a dry day on the Independence Day? Make liquor legal, available and earn more revenue. This weird sense of nationality plays the national anthem in the movie theatres, it doesn’t matter that the movie you are watching later is an Emran Hashmi movie.
Besides our national anthem is not even appropriate any more, already three states are not mentioned in the anthem and there are more to come. I wonder who would write your next national anthem. If I could assign a lyricist I think it would be the composer of tunir ma or Phoebe.