Don't steal the identity of the village. Don't steal the identity of the village.
My son is here, But my son is not here. My son is here, But my son is not here.
There were lonesome farmers in the meagre farmlands, And it soothed my heart and gave me hope. ... There were lonesome farmers in the meagre farmlands, And it soothed my heart ...
They choose to wear branded clothes... They choose to speak in English than in Hindi.. They choose to wear branded clothes... They choose to speak in English than i...
a poem highlighting modern day vices a poem highlighting modern day vices