An Indian Ceremony... Poem by Manu Kranth Chary
An Indian Ceremony...
India, here everytime demands a ceremony.
Nothing can be done without Money.
Birth is a function and death wants a function.
What a land it is with an extravagant tradition.
Right from my first breath every ocassion,
Gets a different special charm and distinct fashion.
Every special occasion is celebrated with pomp and show.
Hence I feel my tradition is great and one slould bow.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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