Welcome to the world of the old Calcutta booth,
And the bookman in Boi Para.
Find your mirror soul with the kite runner in the Middle- East.
Have you ever felt the exotic six-mile traffic jam in the city of Rallies?
But you may perceive the coated house of Mala
when you wake up in the city of Seven Island.
Have you enjoyed the desert when the sun's rays fall on them?
It's probably brown, yellow, or golden.
You may be lost in the vibrant Garba.
You can feel the essence of the city of the Taj.
And the Silk City.
oh! How can you forget?
I know you've already fallen in love
with the Pashmina shawl bordered in flint gray.
And you relish the evening boatman in God's own country.
Yes, the vibe is all yours.
Your boring soul will be superseded
with the color and romance.
O India! My Blue Valentine.

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