India in a Lullaby

"Close your eyes and drift to dreams, Tonight we fly on silver wings, Off to a land both old and grand, Our flight departs for India's land.

- Shikha Gola Prajapati

See how the mountains kiss the skies The Himalayas, our snowy prize.

And where the southern ocean sings, Kanyakumari's tide it brings.

Kashmir, heaven on earth so true Gulmarg, Sonmarg, Dal Lake's hue.

Mussoorie's charm, Manali's grace, In Himalayan foothills, time slows its pace.

The Golden Temple shines so bright, Amritsar glows in morning light.

In Delhi, see its marvels stand India Gate, Jama Masjid, proud and grand.