My Country, My Pride

Last of the shackles of servitude.  

 Blow the trumpet of freedom,

Fly the tricolor high.                

May the new morning be great.    

Chant the mantra of sacrifices to commemorate the immortal.       

 Let the feeling that all are one.      

 Fill every corner of every heart.   

Mother Earth Mother India.       

I  salute your greatness.           

 I Cherish your love and your warmth.   

 I render a small token of respect in the form of this heartfelt poem.