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The Landslide Victory - 2014

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The first part of ‘The Rise of NaMo and New India’ is packed with quotes from common people about Shri Narendra Modi and the second part consists of the poems dealing with his life, policies and achievements. Here's an excerpt from the book: Tuesday, 13 May 2014, the end of Gandhi dynasty appeared as clear as the Sun was sure to rise in the morning. As soon as the election ended, Rahul Gandhi fled to Europe. He did not feel comfortable with the people of India. He, as it seemed, did not listen to his mother even. The election victory on May 16, 2014 gave BJP a clear mandate to start growth oriented programmes, discarding all sorts of appeasement, communal and sectarian policies. Shri Modi with his two wings – one called ‘development’ and the other ‘good governance’ – was ready to fly up with the countrymen towards the heights of achievement. The defeated opponents of BJP began to console themselves that the people would turn against it if it failed to carry through on the promises

My Biography of PM Narendra Modi, Written in Rhyming Couplets

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'Thirsty Wings' Taken from 'The Rise of NaMo and New India'  Vadnagar in Mehsana District of Gujarat Would produce a jan-man samrat, Across the world the town would gleam Who could ever have foreseen? On September seventeen, nineteen fifty, A baby charismatic, lively and frisky Arrived there as the third of six children Born to Damodardas Mulchand and Heeraben. The child, as older grew, gained in restraint And developed virtues of a saint. He was shaping up as an orator brilliant, Though he was an average student. Of going to Sainik School the boy dreamed, Serving the country as a soldier esteemed; But no chance he had his dream to fulfil – The family was too broke to foot the bill. In theatrical arts an interest he had; In school plays several parts he played. Later he aspired to work as an actor But could not get access to films or theatre. To his family he was brought up to tend; With selling tea his father a hand he lent. The school boy joined Shakha Sanagh’s Instea