I wafra, thats my real name an ordinary patriotic ,citizen of a nation where hearts bloom with colour of different regions, religions and there love and togetherness among each other. being away from my country since a girl of eleven in the past years i've missed my country so much , a country of INDIA is indeed India!
The land of dreams and romance, of fabulous wealth and fabulous poverty, of splendour and rags, of palaces and hovels, of famine and pestilence, of genii and giants and Aladdin lamps, of tigers and elephants, the cobra and the jungle, the country of hundred nations and a hundred tongues, of a thousand religions and two million gods, cradle of the human race, birthplace of human speech, mother of history, grandmother of legend, great-grandmother of traditions, whose yesterday's bear date with the modering antiquities for the rest of nations-the one sole country under the sun that is endowed with an imperishable interest for alien prince and alien peasant, for lettered and ignorant, wise and fool, rich and poor, bond and free, the one land that all men desire to see, and having seen once, by even a glimpse, would not give that glimpse for the shows of all the rest of the world combined
THE INDIAN way of life provides the vision of the natural, real way of life. We veil ourselves with unnatural masks. On the face of India are the tender expressions which carry the mark of the Creator's hand.
THE REASON WHY I LOVE MY COUNTRY WONT BE DIFFICULT TO FIND BECAUSE THE BLENDING COLOURS OF A RAINBOW THAT IS SEEN WITH A WARM WELCOME OF SUN AFTER A TENDER SHOWER OF RAIN IS MORE THAN ENOUGH IN A BRIGHTENED DAY AND A GENTLE BREEZE OF A COUNTRY U FEEL U BELONG:)