Bharat mata's brave martyrs

A flower looks elegant,

Only when the petals stand united

hand in hand....

strongly rooted to their base..

Hundreds of years ago, it's petals were plucked one by one...

My children were brutally killed and looted in their own motherland....

My heart palpitated....

My warriors shed their blood and struggled to witness the dawn of Independence...

I am proud of them...

They were devoted in maintaining the beauty of the flower for the future generations to witness them...

Years after,

today, my children still continue to flourish their motherland....

I am indeed honored,that my brave sons and daughters strive to protect their nation....

They stay awake and alert at the borders, separated from their beloved ones,

guarding the country, sacrificing the joys of life...

I am grateful to those noble matrys to the cause of the security of their brothers and sisters....

They strive hard to keep the flower elegant....

Keeping the beautiful petals united....

Therefore 

I urge all my children to remember the lines of your pledge till the last breath of life 

'India is my country. 

And all Indians are my brothers and sisters...'