A land of promises and dreams, a land of passions and life
A land of joy and beliefs, a land of love and strife.
An idea of change , change for the against.
A game without killing, for unexplained disdain.
India- the country of my birth, O! country of mine
Holy, with sacred grooves and flowing rivers divine.
Tiny rivulets of gushing earthy ice
Cardamom and saffron, red curries and spice.
An oasis of villages amidst deserts of grainy sand.
Lofty peaks, frozen, a heavenly abode on land.
Modern cities of civilizations long past
Lost in tea-gardens, an unfortunate last.
Sun-kissed beaches and deep-rooted taboos
Salty breeze, ideologies left-skewed.
Temples, mosques, churches- sanctity & quiet.
Forgotten by-lanes, communal riots.
Gossipy tea-shops engaging child labour
Steady-anchored speed-boats at harbours.
Lit-pigeon hole skylines
Countless hermit-filled shrines
Might Rivers and a heart of tribal gold
Lying side-by-side, towns new & old.
Granaries full of wheat and starving mouths
Existing, uncreated borders- north to south.
Cemented thatch-roofed huts
Paddy crop and swaying palms of coconut
Uninterrupted forests and domestic garbage
Opportunities to grab, lives to gauge.
Crowded bazaars and dingy lanes
Seas, mountains, deserts and green plains.
An untraceable, untouched mix of culture
Dance & drama to watch, songs to hear
Vast stretches of far and near
Strong-willed heroes and martyr.
Unquestioned, whisperingly gallant
Set in stone, the nonchalant.
Differences together, similarities distant
Ephemeral smells, none transient.
Happiness, colours iridescent
Memories vivid, stories deliquescent
A land of too much, an all-encompassing chase
Colourful people to hear, ideas to praise
Adulterated natural beauty and pure
My country of Everything and more.
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