I Will Feel Proud

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I will feel proud And it may look sound too When I go round And find the people happy on ground The day approaches When we expect the mile stone to reach Onion price may touch all the time high Poor may really have to cry Same is case with potato Their names will have to be forgotten Both the commodities are life line for rural poor With dry bread what is to be eaten by laborer? You make things sill dearer As you are the real rulers You can have anything you like Thrust upon country with more dose of hikes We may not care for your perks But exemption from law gives us jerk We gave you right to defend our interests You defined it and served yours as best Still we will not mind If you remain little kind Spare us from agony of death Let it remain honorable till last breath You need pension for rest of life Where life is thorny as an edge of knife We live on with bare minimum You still need it as maximum You have made it hereditary As if it is paramount and necessary We know river Ganges flow from Himalayan Mountain But is it necessary to pollute river Ganga and stand to maintain

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