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India Awaits...
Contributed by
Suryaansh
on
Saturday, 2nd May 2015 @ 10:25:02 PM in AEST
Topic:
Tributes
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No matter what we do, no matter who we are,
It’s always a heartfelt desire to see new lands afar!
To savour the beauty, exploring castles and forts,
A blithe moment it is to see pages filled in our passport!
A chance to wander beyond the realms of chicken to beef and pork,
And tuck into a life of luxuries in Tokyo or New York.
‘Swades’ is plagued with problems, why give a damn,
Forget local trains of Mumbai, it’s the turn of San Francisco’s tram!
Yet a lot is worth mentioning that has remained unsaid,
Sushis and salads are no match for the Indian bread.
Temples of Varanasi are as significant as the cathedrals of Rome,
Why then, a smile abroad is often a scowl at home?
A lot more respect this entity deserves, that shaped our identity each bit,
We couldn’t die for the nation; there is a need to live for it!
The story demands an end, which the God narrates,
Return fast, return now my friend, our India awaits!
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Re: India Awaits...
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Saturday, 2nd May 2015 @ 11:56:22 PM AEST (User
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the two worlds that escape our reality
the one that is true and the one we might suppose
the one filled with real romance
the one filled with money
where do you go
from where did you come
We need to live in just one
I really loved this! She smiles in poverty for you
this world that took her hold on your good old soul!
Peace! |
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