when no children beg
and no poor people displaced,

when most children in school
and less children in beach,

when the rivers flow pure
and children swim pristine,

when the air is breathable
and the water drinkable,

when laughter makes the noise
and the money makes the quiet,

then shall we call india
truly developed,

will that day come,
no not i or you can tell,
as fakism rules the fort.

(a boy begs in alapuzha. although figures from the government tell that poverty is coming down, it seems that poverty is coming down only for rich people. if the situation in the progressive and educated kerala is bad, you can imagine how bad it will be for the rest of the children in other parts of india)