The Beat of an Indian Heart (by Ragini)
 
Excitement.
Fills an indian heart,
When the wheels of the plane hit the ground;
and it rushes out, to take a look around.
(Beat beat).
 
This is what it sees:
 
Buzzing with activity,
There is tons to do and places to see.
Lots of variety.
India is the place to be.
(Beat beat).
 
People from the north, and people from the south,
there are so many different languages,
Coming out of their mouths.
(Beat beat).
 
The market places are the most fun of all,
And it is possible to find everything
Under just one stall!
Why,
It's just like a great big shopping mall.
(Beat beat).
 
Now it sees,
A quiet
peaceful
country side.
A simple
village.The heart
of
the city;
Where every second is precious
And the clock just goes on;
tic tic tic.
(Beat beat).
 
There are also
Lonely, desolated, dark, dangerous
alleys.
A big contrast
To the large crowds in the busy places.
(Beat beat).
 
Many
rallies
also take place,
and with a good or bad cause,
Only one side will win,
Get the applause.
(Beat beat).
 
Then there is the
Noisy, cheerful atmosphere
of the school playground.
And the creak creak creak
of the merry- go- round.
The wailing of a child,
Who flys from the swing
Onto the ground.
The child is suddenly quiet;
When a teacher comes along
And says,
"Don't cry, child. Now, you're safe and sound."
(Beat beat).
 
And the rushing,
gushing
River of sadness
that finds its way
into the heart
When it is
Time
to depart.
(Beat beat).
 
Ragini is an 8th grade student at the American Cooperative School (as of the 2001-2002 school year)