Hiraba Modi - A Tribute To A Mother Who Lived A 100 Years and Gave Us A Dynamic Prime Mininster. Poem by Bernedita Rosinha Pinto

And while I sleep
‘'O son' she said
-'' run, just run,
run by the platform of time
run by the station of strife
run until you reach a destination
run until you have dedication;

run for your goal
run for your patriotism
run for your country,
run to create your history
run to follow your astrology
which has forecasted your destiny
that you will be the leader
of a nation;

so run and run
run in solitude
run solitary
run with fraternity
run with brotherhood
run for nationalism
run to unite your nation
run to hold your country's unity;
run forever holding high your head
and the flag of your nation;

and that is all what will give me joy
that is all what my eyes will capture
with peace and solemnity
that as my son will run
I will praise the sanctity
which prevails in me
as I am that mother
so filled with devotion
so filled with simplicity
that as you run
I will watch you run the nation
I will watch the nation run with you;

and as I go to sleep
I will know the west wind will blow
and carry my soul
to those valleys
where my duty ends
while yours will continue
until the sun dawns every morning
and the nation called India
keeps running along with you'.