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Annual Financial Statement 2014

Annual Financial Statement is the official name for it
But the word budget raises a storm
Some think it to be their hope
Some use it as a source of talk
Some ignore it because of lost hopes
This time, It raised a lot of heads and Of course voices too
Because of New Government , Newer Team
People's Expectation Level soar high
Expecting a Better Life and Richer Nation
And the Pandora Box has Finally opened
And the gifts have been given to
Education - New IIM, IIT and AIIMS
A minor number of Indians will get smarter
But what about the majority of Indian Kids struggling for proper primary education
Plan to form 100 smart cities
But what about the 1000 of poorer villages
The Funding Plan to Landless Farmer is a first step of life for many
Along with the finance plans for Many programs
Skill India is a good initative to Develop talents
But we will hope they will have good employment options also
Drinking Water definetly seems a Cleaner future
And Pensioner with Rs. 1000 a month
North India seems to have a Bigger Bite
And Commerisation the next child
India might become a bigger and mighter nation
But Indians to have three proper meals
They children to get a good education
We would have to wait and hope
The Budget has many nice features and plans
Which would be available in all leading sites and papers
Lets keep our fingers crossed and
Hope for the best




 

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