Republic Day is celebrated with great pomp in Dilli, where an impressive parade takes place around the India Gate area, featuring floats, military men and women, and impressive mustachioed baton-twirlers, some even wearing kilts. As an eng bai, it would thrill the heart of this definer to see elephants, camels, and horses pass by during the parade, along with tanks and jeeps and colourful representatives from all over the country.
Now of course, a not-so-very eng bai might decide that watching the parade on TV makes him feel morose and lonely and pensive, given all that the country has been through recently. So then he decides that watching it while sipping IMFL would really be living well, except he then realizes that Republic Day is a state-mandated Dry Day, so no such luck. So he watches the parade feeling morose and lonely and pensive, and tries hard to remember when the pageantry of it all would sweep him away.