When India WIns

WHEN INDIA WINS
******************
Different cloths, different races,
Different people, different faces,
Yet all are Indians, and all feel the same,
When India wins their favorite game.


Indians in India, Indians abroad,
Wish luck to the team, and feel most proud,
Of having an Indian name,
When India wins the game.


All do their own job & go their own way,
But all eyes are fiked on T.V. on the match day,
And all Indian viewers , hearts beat fast,
When dear old India wins the game, at last !


Determined Indian players and on the field,
Victory for India, is their desire and need,
To the odds against them, they pay no heed,
They play for India, and victory is the yield !


There they play and here we pray,
That India must win, the game of the day !
Together we celebrate, the great break through,
‘India wins’- the dream comes true !
A poem not written by me but it was one of the first one's after a nurery rhyme i had listened to ....


Forgetting all differences, breaking all barriers,
Forgetting little miseries, we all burst crackers,
Together we unite, and share the common gladness,
For India’s great victory, is every Indian’s happiness.


All over India, and throughout the world,
‘VICTORY’ is the golden word,
That thrills all Indians, and makes proud,
The Indian players, and the Indian crowd.

Together we jump, and thought & say –
INDIA, we did it for you today

! GEETA