On one day early morning
when darkness making lazy exit
walking there on the roads
hand in hand an aged couple
Oh! Wind! Where from you originate?
From high mountain cliffs?
Vast sandy deserts?
Wide spread seas around?
Wonder is the nature tender is its beauty
Blunder we render by damaging its splendor
Limits are exceeded in extracting its resources
Future is at stake deprive not the generations
A new shame descended on our country known for ethics and morals
Never a day goes without a report of rape committed
A hue and cry of all sorts created by media on the heels
Of a crime reported calling for futile debates and discussions
Merits of light better understood
If one undergoes plights in darkness
Value of wealth better understood
If one undergoes miseries of poverty