An ode to India, my motherland, My Matrubhumi!
I am what I am because I am an Indian.
Words are inadequate and difficult to define
Feeling of love, for this nation of mine.
It is dear to me with its field and farm
For it has taught me all that I am.
Respect for differences and faith in divine
Spirituality is our nation's life line.
Glory of Himalayas, piety of Ganges and gaiety of Goa
India is a land of Ram, Rahim, Christ and Mary amma…
Values & virtues are still alive
Respect for parents, elders and teachers is a matter of pride.
Old live among the young and says the little boy,
Touching elder's feet gives immense joy.
Agreed there is population explosion
Poverty, Illiteracy & Corruption.
Roads are dirty, crowded and pothole ridden,
But for me they thrive with life, warmth and lead to the Eden.
They say West is the best, I beg to differ
Their super-highways, clean cities are empty coffers.
'Cos they lack life and its simple treasure troves,
Food tastes better when eaten with hands and served with love.
Being an Indian, lies in my very existence
Not in its rat race or power grabbing games...
Words are inadequate, and difficult to define
Feeling of pride for this motherland of mine.
Words don't express my gratitude to this nation
I am what I am because I am an Indian.
