To hoist the flag is it not the all,
But to know how the history of the flag,
How is it pulled to the top
Making the rope with a bunch of flower petals
To the mast,
How is it made, printed
And coloured
And which colour is for what,
How the message it gives,
What the meaning,
How the anthem of ours,
Do we remember it the wording,
In the lines some spelling it exactly,
Some just trying to repeat after,
Gatherd below the flag hoisted
To pay tributes to the freedom fighters,
Patriots, martyrs and nationalists
And their photos kept before
And the children and guests to be enetertained
And how to share with the nectar of grand celebrations?
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