Carrying the divine glory,
Legacy of the greatest of the great,
An epic story,
With a billion characters,
Shaping Vishwaguru’s fate.
There lay the legendary artists, saints, and kings,
On this soil of Hindustan
It’s time for our generation to expand our wings,
Fly to new heights, creating a new history,
Our new dastaan.
But let’s spend some time to know what it means to be an Indian first,
Understand the spirit of a nation’s core,
Not just slicing through an apparent crust.
Since ancient time,
When ethnic cleansing was a service to immortal,
And not a crime,
So was the prosecuting religious minority,
But, India was the land of harmonious heterogeneous diversity.
I often wonder,
How India’s patriotism can become so monochromatic?
Black and white,
One comment, one opinion,
You’re either a traitor or true patriotic.
Biased and divided,
Eager to label us.
Sickular, libertard, pseudo-intellectual, Anti-national.
For living up to our true cultural values? for following the Indian ideal?
Zombie minds serving for their leader’s political motive,
Spoiling the thousands of years old, my county’s grand narrative.
Don’t you think acting against subversive behaviour is patriotic,
And not treasonous?
Isn’t asking questions and constructive criticism productive,
And not dangerous?
Let’s pledge to become an actively participating citizen,
Use every authority enshrined in the Constitution.
In the era of narrow hypernationalism,
Let’s preach universal brotherhood;
An idea advocated by our great nation!
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