Walking through the streets
Often do I smile, with a tear in my Eye.
Inequality galores.
And I do get nightmares, That it Is here to stay.
But we have achieved, too.
That is something i can proudly say.
Sometimes the smile hides the tear,
Sometimes it is the other way.
Confused often as I am
Do wonder, what lies ahead.......
Glorious years to come,
Or fight for water and bread.
But then my heart speaks up
This is OUR country
and We have to keep it pious
Come what may.
I wrote these lines a couple of years back, and chose them to represent me in my Orkut and Facebook profiles. Now when I feel like changing the profile, these lines are too valuable to be lost. Hence, you see my creation in this blog.
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