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Incredible India: My motherland

 
Ah, to this land of the monsoons
or should it have been the sunsoons?
Yet for frozen land tourists,
a tropical hot boon.

Where bullock carts, stray dogs,
horse carriages, goats and cows
pedestrians, , bikes and rickshaws
scooters, trucks, motorbikes and cabs
all compete together in quirky
medley of traffic jams
On crammed roads you could
ram into bulls and rams

So brakes forever screeching,
the cars forever honking, hooting
while beggers begged and pickpockets
could go a' looting on a footing

But where else you'd see,
ducks and ponds in the city
buffaloes wallowing in mud
without fear or pity!

Literally an urban jungle eh,
you'd think with a wink
and in many's esteem this land
shall never ever sink.

Then pass the huge expanses
of paddy fields and the rice farmers
and next come face to face
with those Indian snake charmers!

Ah, and the imposing edifice, Tajmahal,
one of the seven wonders of the world
no where else found, and the epic himalayas  that also show up on India's map unfurled

Then a whole huge ocean with her name
The Indian ocean knows and salutes her fame! As for me, meeting relatives there,
is the best best part
then shopping too in each
and every crowded mart
shopping like crazy,
filling my shopping sprees' cart!
Written by Zaynab_kamoonpury
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