In tinsel towns, in cities of joys,
Amid countless pleasures and a million lavish toys,
There is an India,
Where water is bought like a psychedelic dose,
In paradise of lust where “ought” and “is” come close
There is an India
Amid dazzling lights where life is on the run,
Where schools and colleges are places meant for fun,
There is an India
Where a famous bloke’s sneeze is a top headline,
where some popular bimbo’s wedding is news devine,
There is an India
Where Armani and Rolax are biggest concerns
Where a neibhour’s sultry wife causes heartburns,
There is an india
And there is an India, spread beyond the hills,
Streching into jungles which sunlight fails to pierce;
Where half-nude folks, are nude not for style,
Where purest thing to see is an artless smile
There is an India
And there is an India, where INDIA never reached,
Which always lived ignorant
Though lived with utmost ease;
An India far from INDIA,
Which dwelt in perfect peace,
On mother nature’s lap amid countless living trees
An India where now, a million barrels roar,
Which lies lethaly hurt, smeared with blood and gore...
Whose cries go unheard, whose wounds go unseen,
That too is an India, now RED rather than GREEN!!!
