Blessed Is Our Birth Poem by Gajanan Mishra

Blessed is our own birth,
Blessed is our own mother tongue,
Blessed is our own motherland,
Blessed is the law of this land,
It is all for our own welfare.
We are the wise and we are the noble
As we are here to give respect
To our own mother, mother-tongue
And our own mother-land.
Men come on, serve yourself
And see the smile of your mother,
Use of your mother-tongue,
Progress of your motherland,
Come on men, you are really great.