In a country like this, where just down the street
Cows constantly moo and goats constantly bleat
While navigating through holes on the road
You may get run over, but you'll never get bored
Where everyone duck under the poverty line
You can afford a bribe but cant pay the fine
Where cousins get married and lovers are jailed
While innocents are hanged and celebrities bailed
Where handing on a footboard is sure no mean feat
While passing on infections in the unrelenting heat
Where your bodily functions go wherever they please
Don't care if its public, just say Cheese!
Where a good weekend is a good game of cricket
And watching a movie with an overpriced black ticket
Where kids blow their brains out in a 10th std exam
And lawyers show the v sign after surviving a scam
Where young girls live with being felt up
And Marital Abuse is a part of the pre- nup
Where every other second, a woman gets raped
While Politicians' private conversations are taped
Where you're shot in the head if a crime you witness
Where an honest man is paid a bit less
Where reforms go under "Aping the west"
But AIDS is common, and so is incest
You wear it on your sleeve about how you're so desi
But no Hindi, oh no, I'll talk your angrezi
Yet don't we adore our over populated nation?
I'll jump the red signal now, my train's at the station!
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