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My Ideal World

Nov 14, 2024
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Updated: Jul 14, 2025

By Asya Girdhar


People greet, people meet,

Irrespective of their caste and creed.

Where everyone is offered an equal seat,

To fulfill each of their daily needs.

 

Where there’s no traffic snarl,

And lane driving is allowed.

CNG powers every car,

And renewable methods are followed.

 

Imagination is the key,

Which powers the people of this land.

Happiness empowers you and me,

The fate of this world, lies in its people’s hand.

 

By Asya Girdhar


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