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Spreading the sunny pleasant smile on their faces,
They said to me, "Come and see
How beautiful our country is! "
Travelling frequently, I saw the roly-poly Europe
And the the beauty queen America getting burst with pride.
I said, "Really beautiful, as if it were the Eden of heaven
Painted by an artist."
In pleasure. their faces became the night wet with moonlight.

They said, "Here population is so small but, see, what a big country!
On the contrary, we don’t understand, how you live here so many a man
In your dirty slums which make us vomit instantly."
Hearing their words, I remained silent.

They continued, " But, do you know, by sitting here
We get every thing of earth.
If we call, at once all the dogs of Asia
Carrying even the milk of the doe, said, "Please take, sir."
By our finger’s hint, all the granaries of Asia
And the diamond and gold mines of Africa
Tumble down upon our feet."
I remained silent.

They went on saying with a highly delighted tone,
"See, what a magic life we lead here, as if
We the gods and goddesses on the Olympus hill
Are obsessed with lust and pleasure
While below you are a noisy nation plunged into
Poverty, hunger, illiteracy, ignorance, barbarianism,
Quarrel and war."

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