Going Through The Phases of Time🇮🇳


With struggle alone, Rahul’s heart found its way,
To love his India, come what may.

Priyanka tested her brother’s true love,
He loved his land, the one from above. ❤️

Each age unveiled new political demands,
A dawn reborn by shifting hands.

As time went on, Congress held its ground,
Through storms of change, its roots were found.

Rahul life went on, yet his principles stayed true,
While all around him, faces flew.
They changed with time, but Rahul held fast,
One God for all, His mercy vast.

Others walked with time’s fleeting trace,
While India stood firm in its sacred place.

Congress faith endured, patriotism unshaken,
Though hearts in Delhi lay forsaken.

People walked with him on the steadfast path,
Yet others tore India’s dreams apart.

An echo of silence filled Rahul’s heart,
Time moved slowly, he felt its flow,
As hours would pass, yet never go.

A message of blessing 

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