Pleasure To Be Indian


 Pleasure To Be Indian


It's a pleasure to be Indian,

Everyone's brilliant.


Himalayan mysteries puzzle me, 

The Indian desert sweet me.


Indian history has its own inscription,

Being kindhearted is only our description.


India talked about Corona,

The time when started there was only one rona "When you will go Corona !!"


We made up in with the unity forever from now to get the vaccine,

One advantage of coronavirus was our earlier Country clean and green,

Which is in front of you to be seen. 


India is a holy land,

And does everything hand-in-hand.


We all are here to be fit and fine,

So, keep distance wear a mask,

Because it's the duty of yours and mine. 


~Kushagra Tayal

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