They tell me “leave this country”
For a better future, leave this country
There is no safety here
For women, for girls, for children
They tell me “leave this country”
The education system here is bad
There are no jobs, there is no money
There is no justice, no one follows the law
The criminals are set free, the innocent are hunted
The temples are looted
The minorities are killed
Here politicians are bad, police are worse
Bankers are corrupt, officials are scourge
But tell me how does one leave one’s Mother?
And look at those who tell me this
Look at those who have openly declared
That my Bharat has changed & is no more gentle…
When they want fame and recognition
They come back to Bharat
When they want love and respect
They come back to their Mother
When they want a balm for their soul
They find it in her arms
When they want peace and tranquillity
This Mother pats them laying them on her laps
They may make a lot of money abroad
But spending it here among friends and family
Is what brings them that rejoicing
Eating clean food abroad may be healthy
But it is the Paan here that brings that satisfactory burp
Even after death, they want
Their remains to become one with the soil here.
Oh come on! There is no place like home.
So instead of wailing about the conditions here
Let’s put our efforts towards improving it
At least give it a chance
Let our energies mingle with that of our Bharat
There is no chance of our failing
Because no Mother wants to fail her children ever
If we take one step, she’ll take two
Together we can make History anew.
Before choosing another country to settle in,
Remember that everybody likes a guest
But not forever.
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