My second year of celebrating my Indian Independence was pretty great. I got wrapped up in my sari and shuffled down to school. We had a ceremony, and then I ate lots of good food. This year eating the food was much better because I at least had an idea of what I was eating. Everyone was dressed to kill and eating like they were about to be killed.
The quad was filled with vendors offering food from all over India. |
They simply can't get enough food. |
My stylish and well-fed students. |
Even Laiba is enjoying her independence. |
What if we dressed like this every day? |
Missing our bff Miss E! |
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