What An Amazing Country

Where thousands and lakhs of proletarian are wandering at the streets for alms of food; They have no shelters of their own and lives on the roads; How could such a country could think to won the space Mars and moon! Here, I can hear the cry of these people in all direction they are so poor and neglected and deprived one the country is doing none but spending a lot, to bear the load of space organization. What an amazing country it is! ; The division of caste and creed are huge here they are fighting each other. Tears are flowing like flood in that war of blood. And the proletarians are shouting in pain for food a grain. Evils are dominating the society depression engulfs the equality; and there are no peace and tranquility. No one wants to ride the moon they want to have the food. If you can give an alms of it and a little roof to live upon their head. If you can, give them a little clothing for you which is old and ruined.