Vinayak Damodar Savarkar
Hindusthan Our Motherland - Poem by Vinayak Damodar Savarkar
Hindusthan, our very own Motherland!
To us Hindus she is everything,
Our life and our very soul.
The holy abode she is
Where the Gods in all their magnanimity reside.
A Heaven for one and all she is,
A temple for our forefathers to abide.
Suckling her Little ones at her breast
Tender care upon them she showers.
O, she is truly a Garden of Love
Abounding with blossoming fruits and flowers.
She is our Might, she is our Pride,
She is our diamond mine.
Dare anyone try to shackle her,
We shall defend her with our life!
[Translated by Anurupa Cinar]
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