Let us march to Delhi.
But before that let us bathe in the parched waters of Sabarmati.
After that let us rub our souls with the sea salt of Dandi.
Let the salt seep through our pores,
Mix in our blood,
With it carry the soil of the millions who form our lands ends.
Let us become the insignificant epitome of India.
Then we commence the unstoppable March, to Delhi.