Babli's Blog

India of my dreams The India I dream of, A place with clean air and water A place where every family wants a daughter  A nation where everybody is given an equal chance  An India where the poor don't get poorer An India where girls are given independence An India where there is no hatred An India where people respect others religion                    Where rich and poor, celebrities, commoners, and politicians are all the same Where countries happiness is the only aim A green country where trees are found in every single street A country where everyone has water to drink and food to eat A place where girls can be on street till late at night with no fear     A nation where everybody is educated  A nation where people aren't seen with tears A nation where people are given the right to speak for themselves  An India where caste and religion doesn't m...

  The Soldier He is a soldier  He is a Stranger Still, he stands on the border and protects us from danger. He is a brave son He is a strong brother  He is a dashing husband  He is a heroic father. He knows that he'll be put in a box covered with his country's flag one day, which would be taken to his family and everyone would be proud of him. His mother would be told that her son fought till his last breath and his son would be told that your father was our best friend. He never wakes up thinking that today can be his last day but he always wakes up thinking that today he will make his country proud and will save the people around. Salute to him, who has given his life to the country Salute to him, who has left his family and is standing on the border for us and facing great adversities Salute to that fearless man who has given his life to the country!! - Babli Lohia

 Poem on friend One who is always looking forward to meeting you One who is always there for you One who promised will never leave you One who is always by your side, when no one else is there for you Somebody you can share every secret of yours Somebody who laughs at your silly jokes Somebody who can calm you down And knows how to make you laugh Somebody who is like your half     You cannot be bought or sold  because you are more than gold You are like a four-leaf clover  Hard to find and lucky to have Today I have realized that diamonds and  pearls aren’t as important to have Because friends like you more than that! - Babli Lohia