Patriotic mind of mine kindled
impulsive thoughts that induced
the cells of mine to see India developed.
Let the indelible potence of each
rise to instill grit and teach
to plant the seeds of wisdom and courage.
Let not India lay with beggary hands
that expect helps from the others.
Thy serve to others and stand on its proud legs.
Thou art, let not sleep
make India flourish
In all fields that it accomplish.
Let the priest in temples chant
not,
'to deign each men with wealth and prosperity'
yet,
'to see the light of developed India'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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