The air I
breathe
savours
prehistoric India
the aroma of
sacrificial fires
and chants
of Vedic hymns.
Peace,
Non-violence is our inheritance
freedom of
spirit and body,
faith,
rituals are our universal goal.
The world is
our family
we are one,
all speaking
different
tongues on mother India.
Historians
have betrayed us
enemies
spite us in jealousy.
But we go
along the path
Buddha and
Gandhi paved for us.
Together we
shed our sweat
in fields
factories spreading
our knowledge
in soft baritones.
India is
civilization’s peak
and the world
moves to reach it
to celebrate
life with love.
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