India in My Dreams

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INDIA IN MY DREAMS

India is the land of motherhood.India is the land of riches.She has great monuments ,saints,seers,thinkers,artists and soldiers.She is rich in culture and customs.She was considered a Golden Bird. Today her children are suffering from poverty,indiscipline,bribery,disease,disunity.India achieved independence on August 15 1947.what she achieved over 50 yrs??years of freedom???there is considerable progress in our nation but simultaneously the evils have also increasing.this is due to lack of food,poverty,unemployment etc. I have sweet and beautiful dreams for my nation INDIA.India in my dreams is a peaceful country where evry common man has his own basic needs..there is no starving for food.India is well educated country,so each and every one are educated and eligible for jobs.India is a safe and secure country.There is no racism,regionalism,provinciliesm or linguism.All are well treated.India is also scientifically strog.she has great new technologies.My country is industrialized and modernized.As it is well industriliased ,there is no starving for jobs.every individual for his own aptitude and ability can gain job and has sufficient money to liv.money s not the end of life.every individual ha s enough money.so suffient money is essential for development of one’s own personality. Education is wide spread.so the supersticious biliefs,outworn ideas and customs are shed.India is rich in culture and tradition.The wide gulf way between the rich and the poor must be degraded.

I cannot better describe India in my dreams better quoting the famous poem by TAGORE Where the mind is free,the head is held high
Where the knowledge is free
Where the world has not been broken up in to fragments by narrow domestic walls Where the words come out from the depth of truth
Where the tireless striving stretching out arms for perfection Where the clear stream of reason has not let its way in the dreary desert sand of dead habit Where the mind is led...
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