India ki Kahaani.. ek so called NRI ki zubaani..

Where to start from I have no clue, Tapati Hui dhoop ya morning dew,
Raat ki shaanti ya subah subah ka "kidhar, kahan, kyun"..?

Should I talk about the rich man with poor heart,
ya vo rahees jisne dekha nahi kabhi kya hota hai thaat..
Where politicians play all the dirty games,
Reh jaata hai mango man piss kar,karta reh jata hai bas complain..

Time kiske paas hai,kamaye ya desh ko sudhare,
Apni apni pockets hi na bhar le..?
Filled with corruption..
There we easily breath in pollution..

Par kya hai is desh mein ki,
Phir bhi ye hai apna hi..
Pyar se Hume apni oar kheech hi leta hai, har Indian pareshani mein bhi muskurahat dhundh hi leta hai..

Ghoom aye hum chahe sari duniya,
Nahin hai kahin bhi ek aur INDIA..
Kahan milti hai india jaisi roadside chat, Kahan kar pata hai, daal kar muh mein gol gappe ,har koi aur baat..;)

Milta hai pardes mein bhi sab,
Par nahin milta koi apna Jo samajh paye samose aur jalebi ka combo kitna hai jabardast.
Cholle bhature,kachori,tikki,Bhel aur sev puri,
Kulad mein chai, wadapaav,lassi,rasmalai, aur chuski in sabke bina hai har Indian ki zindagi adhuri..

Jahan hoti hai shorr machaati subah aur shaant raat,
Apni pata ho NA ho, malum hoti hai sabko apne neighbors ki har Baat ;)
The mind blowing traffic sense of rickshaw walas,
And the black, yellow ,green bees like autowalas..
The speeding dtc and best buses, Our new metro also now is overflowing with the masses..
Yahan 5 gaadi Dekh kar log traffic traffic chilate hai,
Wahan 5 ghante bhi khade hokar hum shanti se ghar pahunch hi jaate hai..

Our famous aunties with their all time motherly love,
Aur agar ho jaye Kuch garbar to bhul jao kya hai ye love shav;)
They are famous with their husbands last name,
Par koi nahin pehchanta unhe, ye hai unki begams ka fame..

Jahan light jaati hai to log baaju mein dekhte hai,
Aaj bhi paani NA aaye to balti padosi se ghar se bharte hai..
Aaj bhi bacche gali mein cricket khelte hai,
Yahan kahan aise dost milte hai..

Ladkon ki Mandali jab sadak pe nikalti hai,
Lagta hai bas Abhi hi unhone vo locality khareedi hai..
Apne apne areas hai sabke,
Jaib chahe khali ho, tashan uchey uchey hai sabke..
Gadi lekar jab nikalte hai,
Ankhon pe kala sachma, sheeshe neeche aur bas tez tez gaane bajte hai..
They think girls aise impress hoti hai, Nalayak samajh nahi pate ki vo un par hasti hai..;)

Girls are always busy following the latest trends,
Kabhi nahi khatm hota unka 'khee khee' with friends.
Kabhi jholaas to kabhi flats,
Kabhi heels with French plat.
Kabhi ankhon mein dark dark kajal,
Kabhi kurti with pairon mein one payal.. Ladkon ko impress karne mein ye bhi kasar nahi chodti,
Kabhi khud ko kareena,to kabhi Katrina hai samajhti..;))

Competition has driven every one crazy, Some become extremely active n some are happy to be lazy;)
How can cut off for a plain graduation be 100%,
bachon ki jaan lega ye humara education system..
Upar se ye reservation, to vo reservation, Where will the general category go for their admission?

Abhi tak log ek waqt ki roti ke liye ladte hai, Din raat apne bachon ke liye mehenat karte hai..
Mana ki superstition se hi pal raha hai humara des.
Par apne sanskaaro ke liye Jana jata hai ye humara desi des.
Pooja path aur bado ka maan,
Isi mein Mante hai hum apni shaan..
Har tyohaar ko milke mañana,
Nothing in this world is more beautiful than the pataakhe, rang, mithai aur lohri pe gaane gana..

Likhna chahun to kabhi khatm nahi hoga, Hum so called NRI's ka pyar for india kabhi kam na hoga..
Nahin mil pate hum apno se,
Khane ko taras jaate hai hum maa ke haath se..
Har tyohaar har Khushi hai adhuri,
Bin ap sabke life is like no paneer in the curry ;)

India mein chahe hum ek dusre ko NA de zada bhaav,
Par yahan dikh jaye koi Indian to we feel WOW.
You must be wondering why this poem is not entirely in Hindi or in English,
Ye hai humara desipann, thodi Hindi, thodi English - in short HINGLISH ;)

Sim:)
April 2012