Pakistan - Indian Border Ceremony

We arrived early to get good seats but it turned out to be unnecessary. Foreigners were supplied with VIP seats closer to the action. We watched as excited nationalistic men ran with 6 inch long grins up and down the road with Indian flags. Like most places the men and women were segregated. So as the men and ran and screamed in their sections some of the younger women shined thier patriotic colors by dancing giddily in circles.
At once the officers began blowing their whistles and everyone was sat down.
Less than 20 metes away was Pakistan. The large white and green flag with the Muslim moon waved gloomily in the grey sky.
Only two large gates separated the two countries that are practically at war. Their soldiers were simultaneous with their actions, although the Pakistan side was much quieter.
India started about 1 second before Pakistan.
"Hindustan!" The crowed echoed the commentators shouts with equal excitement.
"Pakistan!" The boarder did not stop sound and the echos from Pakistan's commentator was loud and clear.
This seemingly pointless shouting continued until the commentators burst out into an all out scream. The point, I guess, was to see who could yell longer.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" It continued, with out exaggeration, for more than a minute.
At this time 6 men with red feathers on their heads stomped out of a room. They had Ronald McDonald black boots on that seemed to be much to large for their feet. Their stomps shook the ground and sent vibrations in the stands. The Indians in the crowd were on their feet with uncontrollable delight.
Each soldier took its turn half marching, half running, half stomping towards the Pakistan gate. I suppose on the other side soldiers were doing the same thing.
Once the soldiers were assembled near the gates they flew open and a new staring war started. Ropes were produced and the soldiers, in probably a formal fashion but from what I could see hissyfit fashion, began throwing ropes at each other. Their flags were raised, the ropes were thrown at each other again. The flags were lowered. The soldiers stomped back. Their kicks were straight as arrows and some were less than centimeters from their faces.
The commentators started their screaming again.
And the show was over.

Oh the world today.