Indians' Pride

Sanjoy Singh *

They liveth not for themselves
They die not for themselves
Liveth they for "Bharat"
Die they for its "Border".

Death will come, know they that already
Write into the hearth core, except on the Golden harvest;
Forward they march without much conscious
Sacrificed their lives without any suspicious.

Make our hearts big by thou;
Make our energies strong by thou;
Rouse pettiness in our heart for you
With your acts with the country and it's Border.

Why makes you so tired dear friends;
Why makes you cry dear mother;
What makes you weep dear father-
Like waterfalls at your cheek with tears.

Why grief stricken you sweet heart
Souls who lost the earth for the country
Won't be happy and content with your act
With broken heart faces of us.

Come let's cherish and celebrate
Come let's give tribute to their souls;
Bind them with many a boons
Let them re-birth with braveness and pride.

Sway handful of flowers
Give thanks whole heartedly
Bid farewell with cherished laughters
Let their souls smile up on the high heaven.

May God bless thou always
May all your souls rest in peace
Upon the Himalaya ride planquine of flowers.
May your foot steps be followed
By the thousands of Indian Soldiers.

To praise your strength
I have incomparable strength
Your strength, which the country is proud,
Makes each and every one made proud.

Whenever your heart darkness by any sorrow
I have sunlight to brighten your mind.
In all your up and down,
You will always with my cores always dropping.

Gone are my idols unknown
With you all, leaving my native far behind;
Leaving the temple in its place only
Only for name sake it is breathing.

If I happen to be proud of you people
I never felt ashamed, never felt ashamed, never........
But this idols of my temple;
Which can't go before you on the path of sacrificed;
I felt very ashamed, felt very ashamed, very.......…

Being a son of this mother - BHARAT
Begging good blessings from the almighty;
That you should never get tired,
And this, your good like strength and braveness.

Hindu, Muslim, Sikh, Jain.....................
Country of diversed religion and different caste
But still we are "BHARATVASHI"
All are of a single body.

All are same and none is different,
Only showing respect to Bapuji (Mahatma Gandhi)
Only the veins are numerous,
The same bloods flows through all of it.

Do remember those brave martyrs of India,
When you fighters in the battle of "KARGIL"
Like, Bhagat, Chandrashekhar, Netaji.........
How they give up their lives for this nation.

Let the tricolour fly high in the blue sky
Of bright shining glamorous peak of "TIGER HILLS"
Let the Bharatvashi sing for it,
About the sacrificed made by our brave Jawans.

Let the souls of those who led their lives
For the country smile when they see it;
May flowers of vivid colours be thrown down
At the feet of the mother with "VANDE MATARAM"

May they enter peacefully in heaven
May their lives be cherished by every citizen
For they have performed the deeds of death
Leaving aside their lives.

Though even not I joined the war
In your strengthen, In your victory march
My souls, my idols are always with you
My heart will go on with you-forever........

Your war.......
Are not only for weapons and body;
But for "BHARAT AND ITS BORDER"
Jai "Amar Jawan" I salute our brave tigers,
JAI HIND

(Note:- This poem is dedicated to our brave soldiers who was supreme sacrificed to the LOC)