Poem By Nikhil Parekh

I'd like to uninhibitedly beckon you to my vivid and sacrosanct country,

Where rest the insuperable foundations of Mosques; Temples; Churches; Gurudwaras- devoutly worshipped by millions of people fearlessly following the religion of their choice and their invincible faith in God Almighty,

A land replenished with a multicultural blend of traditions and humanity.

A bountiful garden with opportunity to learn; melange; prosper and embrace myriad traditions that enrich the silhouette with color.

A landscape of uninhibited emotions which reaches to everyone; irrespective of caste; creed; color; tribe; religion- with humanism as its benevolent best,

A kaleidoscope of astounding charm and artistry which enthuses with its various rustic shades of originality; wildlife sanctuaries; virgin beaches; and amazingly innocuous craftsmanship,

A platform where even the most alien of visitor feels in the unbridled lap of compassionate home; where the scent of togetherness and brotherhood dissect all barriers of language,

A country which has produced the most brilliantly enthralling people in their own fraternities winning the Nobel Prize, the Olympic Gold Medal, the Cricket World Cup and the Oscar with mesmerizing aplomb,

A naturally endowed and eclectically blessed empire where true patriots and soldiers defend their motherland with the utmost pride and yet at the same time respect and embrace others with unfettered open arms - preferring peace over indiscriminately terrorizing war,

Welcome to India.

Comments about India

A beautifully written poem. Congrats.
thank you India for being home to so much beauty and love. my ideal place to place an idea about this cognizably difficult rule ridden contractual language i use. English while being born in America. the US to be exact. many thanks to Nikhil and poem Hunter. com plus helping keep the communication avenues open to all!
Beautiful articulation...centuries stuffed into stanzas. Thank you for sharing your words- and your country- with us!
True India is naturally endowed and eclectically blessed empire. Proud of my motherland. Congratulations for a well deserved recognition.
A kaleidoscope! ! With the muse of India. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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