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 feel 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 !! p k kapila Service Above Self cnu.pne --~--~---------~--~----~------------~-------~--~----~ You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups "Thatha_Patty" group. To post to this group, send email to [email protected] To unsubscribe from this group, send email to [email protected] For more options, visit this group at http://groups.google.com/group/thatha_patty?hl=en -~----------~----~----~----~------~----~------~--~---
