An India of villages and the countryside,
Hamlets and thorps dotting the lands,
Scattered over,
Littered with
Over a far flung space
Without any connect way
And the houses made of mud and straw-thatched roof
Describe I,
An India obscure and rural
Of the farmlands and agricultural lands
Depict I
With the shed in the other side of the house
Or with the cowshed,
The cows, buffaloes, goats and sheep,
Dogs and cats,
Barking at night,
Marking the footsteps approaching,
Maybe of dacoits
Or somewhere the cats quarrelling over roof
Into the second storey fore food grains
And jumping from
With the eyes lighting and burning in the dark.
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