Ah to this land of the monsoons
or should it have been the sunsoons?
Yet for frozen land tourists, a tropical boon.
Where bullock carts, stray dogs, horse carriages and cows
pedestrians, goats, bikes and rickshaws
scooters, trucks, motorbikes and cabs
all compete together in quirky traffic jams
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!
Urban jungle eh, you’d think with a wink
and in many’s esteem this land shan’t ever sink.
Then pass the huge expanses of paddy fields and the rice farmer
and next come face to face with an Indian snake charmer!
Ah and the imposing edifice, Tajmahal, one of the seven wonders of the world
is no where else found, nor are the epic himalayas on any map unfurled
except for India, and a whole 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 mart
shopping like crazy, filling the shopping cart!
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