The earth is golden and the sky is blue every season is colourful, such is my country.
My country has brave young men who are carefree, Here courageous people have a brave heart, Farmers are the heartbeat, never ending sacrifies of great leaders and soldiers...
Underneath the sky lies the earth, here every season smiles, such is the beauty of my country.
Somewhere the young are wrestling, somewhere there's a talent show of archery... Sitting on the shoulder's of the father's , the children go to see the fairs,
In these fairs, there is lot of spectacles, stalls of delicacies..
The children are innocent just like dolls and they listen everyday to their grandma's fairy tales...
In my country, the guests are considered as God, he becomes a native of this country, even if he comes from anywhere.. Such is My Soil, My India.
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