Monday, April 05, 2010

Smoke filled the air so much so that it clouded one's vision for over a minute. Firecrackers cracked loudly, waking one rudely from a midday nap. Drums were beaten to different tunes, one every ten minutes. Men hung along the fringe of the road. A person was garlanded, a few others hung from somebody's arm. People milled about.

The victory parade walked in front of my house. After the results of the BBMP elections were announced today.

1 comment:

ShaK said...

Here is to celebrate a victory,
Here is to be morose for a loser,
But did the right man win this glory,
Will only be told by the winner's future.