This is a poem which I wrote on my birth place-India. This poem is special for I wrote this poem at the age of 14.

An observance.

About journey that no one looked forward to, but ultimately everyone loved.

Three teenagers and their parents win a trip to India and meet Mrs Gandhi in the process.

I could smell the freshness of the surroundings, the leaves, the land, the birds, the flowers and that of the water… is this heaven? If this is heaven, they why to die and leave this place?