Countless Sacrifices...

If obstacles come, let them come.

Don't be afraid and don't panic!

Surround, reduce the severity of doomsday,

Let there be embers under your feet!

If flames rain on the head,

Bear it with joy in your hands!

We will have to set fire to it and burn it!

We have to move step by step!

Be it humour or crying in life

Gotta survive even in storms!

If in countless sacrifices,

There will have to be lamps in the gardens and in the desert!

We will have to live in insults as well as honours,

We will have to walk with a raised head and raised chest!

We will have to survive even in pain and suffering,

We will have to walk in darkness as well as light!

Tomorrow in the chaos, in the torrent in the middle of the sea,

We will have to live in extreme hatred, in love and in love!

In momentary victory, and in long defeat,

The extract of life has to be extracted!

Dreams and desires will have to be moulded,

The path to the goal lies ahead, we have to walk on it!

Pragati Chirantan, how will one have to endure all this,

Susmit Harshit, what a labour-filled life it must be!

The unsuccessful and the successful will have to ask for the same desire,

We will have to live as a donor by giving everything!

Life may be armed with some thorns, but we will still have to live it.

Youth deprived of intense love will have to be handled!

The garden will be decorated with silence,

You will have to dedicate your body and mind to others!

Life will have to be burnt in complete sacrifice,

Will have to melt in the fire of sorrow and will have to be born again!