Welcome to Kerala
When
you walk amid the green,
Where
swaying palms and leaves are seen,
You
are in Kerala,
God’s
own country.
When
you see waters flow and gleam,
Through
rivers, lakes, and every stream,
You
are in Kerala,
God’s
own country.
When
you see names signed with pride,
And
newspapers read far and wide,
You
are in Kerala,
God’s
own country.
When
you see people rise as one,
For
justice, rights, till justice is won,
You
are in Kerala,
God’s
own country.
When
you see wealth and money pour,
From
distant shores to every door,
You
are in Kerala,
God’s
own country.
When
you hear a melody so sweet,
A
voice that makes your heart skip a beat,
You
are in Kerala,
God’s
own country.
When
you see a woman, graceful and fair,
With a
gentle smile and flowing hair,
You
are in Kerala,
God’s
own country.
When
you hear an Arab speak Malayalam,
Savouring
Sadhya, calm and glam,
You
are in the UAE—
Welcome
to Mini Kerala,
God’s
own country.
When
you hear a Malayali uncle say,
"Habibi,"
in his own warm way,
You’ve
found an NRI, earning in Dirhams—
Welcome
to Kerala,
God’s
own country.
When
you see a state struck by flood and rain,
Yet
hearts unbroken through the pain,
You
are in a land of grit and love—
That’s
Kerala for you,
God’s
own country.
M.L. Narendra Kumar
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