Mother India Laments!
Mother India Laments!1 min 32 1 min 32
Is this a day for grand celebrations?
Is this a day for merrymaking and jubilation?
To understand my agony no one is there.
Since seven decades I am free
But chained I'm everywhere,
With shackles of ceaseless corruption
Nepotism, terrorism, exploitation.
Unity in diversity I am!
But fragmented everywhere, every moment,
In the name of regionalism and communalism.
Rich and resourceful I am!
But countless children of mine die of starvation
And my farmers suicide due to frustration.
Pure and peaceful I am!
But wounded and mutilated every moment.
All around there is blood and gore.
My daughters shrivel in the wombs
Before they bloom,
And molested and raped
Publicly on the roads.
My dream to be a land of peace
And an abode of love
Is dashed to the dust,
My desire to be the crown of the world
Is lost in the dreary desert of dishonesty.
O' my children!
Save me from this horrifying humiliation.
Kill me! Finish me,
No more torment,
Just gently relieve me
Of my pain with one stroke!