Bharat Mata ke Bete ... Dr. Bachchan

Here is a cropped and resized version of Dr. Bachhcan's poem. I am happy that brother has chosen the appropriate peom for reading as well as for the title on cover of his blog - Hai andheri raat par deeva jalana kab mana hai. Yopu can find this poem as one submitted on this blog by me!

This one is amenable to translation yet I would frist seek permission from brother for doing the translation! To read the poem in image just click on the picture and it shall repoen in readable size in another window.

Abhaya Sharma

I could not resist translating it for rest of fellow Indians! hose who might not be able to follow Hindi, my translation is a very rudimentary and I a apologise if I have not been very effective in captivating the spirit of the original by Dr. Bachchan!

Sons of India – Dr. Harivanshrai Bachchan

We the sons of India, march heads held high !

We don’t put our eyes on the land of others
Nor let others to put their foot on our mothers!

Tonight we shall tell of how proud we sigh!
We the sons of India, march heads held high!

We seek and live for peace in our minds
Yet, challenges appear we face with pride

It’s the death for enemy that we take the tide
We the sons of India, march heads held high !

Ti’s a curse to let enemy grab one’s country
To endure that sure is a weakness a plenty!

Resist all evil plans of enemy in life
We the sons of India, march heads held high !

That the flag hurls and furls free of fear
Fearless be man and fearless the land!

To take hundred blows with always smile
We the sons of India, march heads held high !

Let enemy have the weapons infinite!
Yet the main weapon is valour in the fight!

On the rocks of history, where we do shine
We the sons of India, march heads held high !

Not to bend to the whole world aligned
Fire spread on earth or bombs bloats sky!

That victorious shall we return is the vow of time
We the sons of India, march heads held high !

Translation – Abhaya Sharma, India, December 20, 2008. 16:09 Hrs.