India Poem by Sigundhra Banga
India
India
my mother land
that I grown with her smell.
Since I took my first breath
till today-
does it smell the same?
No it doesn't.
Even though
She is losing her smell
as she aspire to be superpower
with industries.
I along is with her every moment
thus adopt it as my mother's smell.
If you put me
in any corner of the world
I can find her
I can find her easily
by her smell
as an infant finds his mother.
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8/28/2026 10:45:38 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
must read for all the lovers of the nature.