You came, saw and conquered
Billions of hearts, on the road, on the village path
on the riverside, on the hills, dales and in the factory,
mills, marketplace and wherever men live
You said, 'we are the sons of people'
You never roared,
You never raised fingers high above your head
Your sentences were broken
You never lisped, you were ever bold
while you spoke to the billions, in the brigade,
in the college or school ground or the indoor stadium
Your voice had no gimmick, you never had been loud
But you mesmerised the billions
with Roti Kapda aur makaan (Food, clothing and house)
You didnt promise us a shopping mall
You reformed the land to give the farmers their land to them
You fought against the Evils
like the Son of God fighting Satan
You have done your job well
Sleep for ever my captain, sleep in peace..
Thank you so much for writing these lines for this great leader.He deserves our homage.
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A beautiful tribute to a great man of India. If not mistaken was he not a communist therefore referred to as a 'comrade' whatever, I am a democrat and a secularian but it does not matter---he was indeed a great man and deserves much accolades. My heartfelt sympathies to all the people of India and specially Bengal A+++ and 10++ Anjali