Two elegant swans,
Fighting with long swords,
Trying to slay one-another,
From dusk to dawn.
Swans are creatures of peace, is it not so? How can they fight? Well! time and consequences and politics if they all decide to make the 'impossible' come true, then it comes true, for sure.
Hindus and Muslims, are those two swans who are fighting today, with long-long and shiny-shiny swords, thinking that victory will be theirs, but realising little that victors will be those who dress white and call themselves POLITICIANS.
Sun shines for both,
And lake big enough,
To shelter warmly,
Kinship of them both.
India is not the homogenous mixture of breeds, religions and creeds; it is heterogeneous and multi-layered mixture. From the times of Harrapan Civilization, we have been assimilating the strangers who have come, be it Aryans, or the guests from the Hellinistic World.
India is a shaandaar avenue surrounded by the seas from three sides, for different civilizations, cultures and breeds and religions to intermingle. It is like that Resort of an International Tourist Location where people of great many nationalities and religions, come to stay and spend good time.
History proves my words!
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Peace❤️❤️
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PoetryThese words have escaped the city of my heart and are refugees here with their tents on the pages of this book beseeching nationalities of your hearts. Give them the nationalities of your heart.
