A poem by Mr. Nadir Godrej, Advisory Board Member – LocalCircles
Our economy was very bright
And everything was going right.
Why double digits were in sight
But suddenly we had a blight.
Now five percent seems like a stretch.
The hero has become a wretch.
Indeed there are suspects galore
And I don’t think we can be sure
Who did it but we can guess
What the origin is of this mess.