Open Letter/Meme to Madhura Honey, Indian Olympic Ceremony Intruder

How did this happen?

There were four groups of people in the Indian part of the parade:

1) The Indian contingent of athletes who wore traditional attire.

2) There was a English lady with a weird dress, with pictures of faces, and it had a stanchion which in turn held up the letters INDIA.

3) Another lady (above) had something like a bouquet.

4) And then there was her.

My first reaction was the same as most everyone else’s. I just assumed that she belonged there. To be where you don’t belong, you just need to front the appropriate dress code, and pretend that you fit in.

I’m in two minds about even writing this. As by doing so, I may be giving her what she was looking for: notoriety. But she’s already achieved that, and my small voice won’t give her any more attention than what she’s already got.

I’m hoping to garner attention of a different kind. One that ridicules her attention seeking act.

She thought that pushing yourself in the forefront of people who bled sweat and tears to earn the honour to be there will make her cool. She thought her pictures will circulate through the internet and make her popular.

So you love photobombing? Guess what, I’ll help you out. I’ll help you out so much that people will have trouble believing you pulled that stunt. You know that story about the boy who cried wolf? I’m gonna photobomb you in so many pics that anyone who looks at your Olympics pics will believe that even that was a Photoshopped pic. Enjoy!

See, even this looks Photoshopped now.

Don’t mess with our country.