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After meeting his book-club friends to discuss the Gita and human consciousness, Air Commodore Daya Krishna Ahuja settles down with a cup of tea to recall what he remembers of the first Republic Day.
His memory of the events is foggy for it was the year that he was to take the first, most important exam of his life – the class 10 boards. Talking to The Quint, this is what he recalls of that day.
The white-haired octogenarian was 12 when came to India from Lahore and settled in Punjab with his family in 1948, a year after Partition.
He also remembered fondly the play that he was a part of, which was performed at the Municipal Corporation Town Hall in Delhi.
Air Commodore Ahuja also remembers several politicians attending the plays they enthusiastically conducted.
He ended with a laugh, stating how long ago it was that he was a teenager, when the country and its democracy were just as young.
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