I am proud to be born in this land of saints,
Now, where you will find nothing but taints.
I am proud to be born in this land of varied religions,
Now, where you will find nothing but faint pigeons.
I am proud to be born in this land of radicals, who made us free,
Now, where you will find nothing but people who try to tie us to the tree.
I am proud to be born in this land of history,
Now, which has become nothing but a mystery.
I am proud to be born in this land of democracy,
Now, where everything has become messy.
I am proud to be born in this land of great souls,
Now, which has nothing but political fouls.
I am proud to be born in this land of peace,
Now, where life has no choice but to cease.
Am I a proud Indian?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Do not sound so despondent Rajni...while I agree with you that things are not hunky dory in the country...there is always hope without which we cannot survive..