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In March 2018 Union Minister for social justice Thawar Chand Gehlot informed the Lok Sabha that Assam has got the highest numbers of beggars in the entire northeast and fourth highest number of female beggars in India. Quoting the 2011 census, Gehlot said Assam has 22,116 destitute people of which 14,847 are women, double the number of men. How long will this continue? Arunav Das a.k.a A U G H A D speaks about this issue in a language that he knows the best. Music. The consent of all the people who appeared in the video was duly taken Recorded at Sonic Waves Studio Music: Rituparna Sonowal Mix and master: Hirakjyoti Nath. Shot and Edited: WhackyTalky Media team. Lyrics Credit: Shreya Kar, Moushumi Dey Special thanks: Shakil Hussain Rony Ghosh Prince Doley Logo and Animation by Elysian Design Studio Follow AUGHAD on Facebook:   / aughadmusic   Follow AUGHAD on Instagram:   / arunavakaaughad   Our social media links :   / whackytalky     / _whackytalky   Email: Whackytalky@gmail.com Note: Re-uploading without the consent of the owner or content creator in any social media platform or in any other platform is strictly prohibited. Strict Legal action will be taken ©2019 WhackyTalky media all rights reserved. The English Translation of the Lyrics: It is a new day, it is a new dawn Everything is in darkness When poverty is wrapped around The wait is for the residues The hunger of two days has skulled down my face Poverty is like a swamp It is much deeper than seen The time is whilst there The empire doesn’t care Of what I deliver Oh! Because they don’t care After umpteen days I have food on my salver That I will relish on, in my chamber For the living oh mama! You vend your body and soul Clean and wipe the shelter And bear the loneliness lone here You bury the feelings Thinking I am not old enough But I know all Why you go away from your honor In the world of money bags I know what moneyless is In the world full of extravagance Being stone broke is defiance Why would I blame the lord? When my fate is already lost I have no place to stay I have only boulevard to stay No truss over my head Only stars dancing over my head Not a coop in my hand Not an atlas in my hand I got no creed Aridity is my estate Living the day with a hope of better living Where edification is just Only my riser was by my side The truth is far from reality Contrary of what is told I have only starvation, Thirst in my mouth Not by desire But my obligations are Where each day is a dare Where nothing is fair Assam has the highest no. Of vagabonds in the Northeast sphere But the diwans are busy making heir I conceal my sorrow Then I overcome morrow You have the roll But you don’t know the whole I don’t want your pity That’s the only thing needy Don’t wanna live this life like pity But to live life gleefully How does it feel to fly amongst the clouds? How it feels to stay atop high tower How it feels to wear branded tags How it feels to smile in a glowing fiesta Born in a avenue Demise is the same trackway The bread you fritter away Is what I ate right away? In the fight for life I’ve been fighting for life Don’t wanna feel defeated That is what I dread Ask the oceans who don’t have waves Ask the corpse who don’t have graves Ask the birds who don’t have wings Ask the child who doesn’t have home A new dawn, new day it is More you hide in the sunshine New dawn new day it is No matter how much you try to hide the sun It will come back with a new dawn No one is homeless Everyone has their homes This is what I dream for all Why do you fight for your creed and religion? But our soldiers die for our nation Fortune is known but why are you afraid of knowing own And why the farmers who feed everybody die hungry Fight not with each other but for each other Drop by drop the ocean can be filled By using stairs of truth, victory can be sealed Don’t fight, your karma is behind In the shadow of lies, the truth is hidden In the race of money poor are behind Equity is feared when incubus are here In the land of dreams poverty termite. Thank you #hindi_rap #newhindirap #Khatirap