Five Star Main bhi Gehun ki Roti Milti Hai

These thoughts came to me as I wandered lonely as a cloud in the Metro today...

Sone chandi se kisiki bhookh nahin mit-ti hai

Five Star main bhi, Gehun ki roti milti hai.

Nature Spa ki liye hazaron meel door kya jaana,

Tension to colony ke garden main bhi door ho sakti hai

Switzerland ke pahad bhi, pathar ke hi bane hote hain

Himalay ke pahad par bhi, baraf utni hi chamakti hai

Hospitals ki star rating ko kya dekhna

Sui chubne par, wahan par bhi utni hee takleef hoti hai

Aur Five Star main bhi, Gehun ki roti milti hai.

Chehre par 'Fair & Handsome' ragadne se, kiski kismet chamakti hai

Waqt ane par Kareena bhi, Shahid se bore ho sakti hai

Taj Mahal jaise ghar khade karne se kya fayda

Pyar na hone par, isme bhi mahabharat ki jang chidti hai

Rakhi ka tyohar, na jaane kab Gifting ka Karobar ban gaya

Soot ki rakhi baandhe ya Platinum ki, behen to akhir behen hoti hai

Aur Five Star main bhi, Gehun ki roti milti hai.

20 Megapixel ka camera ka hard disk, na jaane kab crash ho jaye

Sunehri yaaden to hamesha dil main basi hoti hain

France ka cut glass bhi, bina pani ke pyaas nahin bujha sakta

Bartan chandi ka ho ya mitti ka, mamta ki daal se hi bhook mit-ti hai

Amir ho ya gareeb, ‘Aiye Riyaz’,

ant main to sabhi ko do gaz ki zameen hi milti hai

Aur Five Star main bhi, Gehun ki roti milti hai.

- Riyaz Hyderabadi

Speech from one of Robert Kennedy's.

"For too long we seem to have surrendered personal excellence and community value in the mere accumulation of material things.

Our gross national product now is over 800 billion dollars a year, but that gross national product, if we judge the United States of America by that, that gross national product counts air pollution, and cigarette advertising, and ambulances to clear our highways of carnage. It counts special locks for our doors and the jails for people who break them.

It counts the destruction of the redwoods and the loss of our natural wonder in chaotic squall. It counts Napalm, and it counts nuclear warheads, and armored cars for the police to fight the riots in our city. It counts Whitman's rifles and Speck's Knifes and the television programs which glorify violence in order to sell toys to our children.

Yet, the gross national product does not allow for the health of our children, the quality of their education, or the joy of their play;
it does not include the beauty of our poetry or the strength of our marriages, the intelligence of our public debate or the integrity of our public officials.

It measures neither our wit nor our courage, neither our wisdom nor our learning, neither our compassion nor our devotion to our country. It measures everything, in short, except that which makes life worth while. And it can tell us everything about America except why we are proud that we are Americans."