More worldly than you think... a poem

What is Indian, I wonder
as I pen down these words
India in itself is so diverse
that it is a task of sorts

When did it happen that
I could flaunt my passport
The change was gradual
I realise in retrospect

When did it happen that
India got noticed on world map
It had lost its place over
centuries of struggle, it's sad

'Sone ki chidiya' lost it's wealth
and ability to fly
When did it happen that
it again could soar so high

A feeling of confidence
seeped into us Indians
as India is wooed
and the world beckons

India is accepted in the world
Or is it, world accepted in India

© Nimi Arora