I woke up feeling slightly depressed on I-Day. A few nagging matters refused to leave me in peace, and the best way to tackle this state, I’ve found over time, is to occupy myself with some activity or another. Geetha and I had noble intentions of watching the I-Day parade. Geetha had asked me the night before, “should we not do something patriotic?” and we agreed that watching the parade would definitely be along those lines. Unfortunately, none of us could wake up on time. Instead, about 7 of us met up for a late lunch at Indijoes, which had a special buffet for the day. The place was packed and it was a good half hour before we got a place. After a long lunch, we moved on to the Café Coffee Day at Indiranagar where we chatted, debated and argued (Vasu in particular) till some of us got so loud that it was surprising they didn’t ask us to leave. This particular Coffee Day has a really agreeable location. And with the pleasant …