I asked my soul:
'where would it go
soon after it leaves me? '
'Nowhere
other than Hindustan hamaara'
it replied me.
I asked again:
'Do you like this land that much? '
soon came its reply:
'In the Hell
or in the Heaven,
there is only one kind to live together
but here
we have unity in diversity
the quality of Hindustan hamaara'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem