Sunday, November 8, 2009

My poor country : My Rich India

I do Know

its not the richest in the world

its roads are broken

its fields are still ploughed by hand

it has most poor people of the world

it can not house all its guests

it can not feed all its children

it does have zillion problems

its not a perfect world nor it may be

it hallucinates me

it depresses me

it disheartens me

it deceives me

it pains me

even after knowing that

I still love my poor country

land of my seeds

land of my dreams

land of my beliefs

land of my hopes

land of my past and

land of my future

and yes

I do know its too old

its wrinkles are not very shapely

its parched thirsty lands are waiting for monsoons

its flooded villages are are drowning in the ground

its huge lines are hungry and oppressed

I still love my India

despite all its blemishes

despite all its darkness

despite all its deficiencies

despite all its failures

I love it irrevocably if

I have to give my meaningless life for it

I will give it with a smile

because it is mine !!

POSTED BY:

ASIM SINGHAL

PGDM IIIrd

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