i love my india when peacocks dance, it reveals the serenity of the creature in stormy nights, i love its sincerity towards the new culture, how it welcomes new thoughts in sinking slides, india is made up of beautiful thoughts, incredible novice dance in atrocity. what you see, what i watch are two different perceptions, add a drop of love into it and an incredible advent will engender in our ocean, it's not that indians go narrow at times, but they hesitate to behave "original". we have the sea of love, we have the sea of care, we are what others are not, we are the team of our india who are ready to conquer "dixlexia".
