Tomorrow is the 60th anniversary of our independence and a lot of hot air and lies will flow from politicians but I do not feel independent at all. First there is the hierarchy. On top are Very Very Important People or VVIPs followed by VIPs. Then there are twopenny, thieving civil servants who have official cars with siren and flashing lights. They drive at double the speed limit and scare me off the road. They must be plain IPs. Then there are Scheduled Castes and Tribes followed by Hindiwallahs whose language we are forced to learn. You think that makes a very grateful 7th class taxpaying citizen but not so fast. If any of the above VVIPs or VIPs were to shoot and kill a cow, any ordinary dry cow, there will be massive riots for the murder of sacred 'Gau Mata' but if any criminal politician or thieving civil servant or his drug crazed, criminal son were to shoot me in broad day light inside a police station the police will do their utmost to destroy evidence and the fellow will go free. Politicians do what they like. Pass stupid laws which insult our intelligence, increase taxes at will and plunder the exchequer to go on foreign shopping trips where their fat, ugly, greedy wives shop with our hard earned money. No, I do not feel independent. Instead I am in a permanent state of appehension that I might be harmed in some way by a filthy sarkari fellow just for sport. British boots may not be trampling Mother India but criminal chappals surely are.