I am ashamed. I am ashamed of myself and all the people who were with me the other day at the theatre. Why, one is destined to ask. I'll tell you why. I was ashamed to realise (and this was'nt the first) what a farce our notion of patriotism is. Our National Anthem kept on playing and what were we doing? Doing our own thing is probably the lamest, yet the best way to describe it. People were laughing, joking, shouting. Doing everything that they wanted to do, everything other than what they 'ought' to have done. And what was I doing? I was playing the part of a mute spectator. I did'nt do what I should have done. I did'nt do what I was'nt supposed to do, but did I prevent the others from doing it? I did not. And I think that is where I failed. Failed on my own standards. And that is the only standard I find worth living upto. Why did I not have the courage to ask the others to give the Anthem the respect that it commands? Why did I just stare into nothingness, the nothingness that lay deep within my inner self?

Are you also someone like me, sometimes?
Are you happy being that someone?