Apr 25, 2010

India, a garden

India is a garden,
Hundred crores are laden.

Different regions and different religions,
Different castes and different colors;
All like the colors of the garden,
All like the flowers of the garden.

Gandhi, Buddha, born in this land,
And I’m proud to live in this sand.

And I have a vision,
A vision with a passion;
About the country’s might
To the Everest’s height

And in this garden let us bloom
To move away the world’s gloom;

And spread our eternal fragrance...

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