Independence Day ushers in the mood of patriotism in the hearts of Indians. Today the vast majority of Indians are those who have been born post Independence. For them, Independence is a 'viraasat' - an inheritance - that has been left by the freedom fighters. How we should preserve and nurture this inheritance is the subject of my poem this week.
India kaho, Hindustan kaho
Ya kaho isko Bharat
Kisi naam se bhi ise pukaro
Yeh hai hamari subse azeez viraasat
Zulm o sitam firangiyon ne tha dhaya,
Phaansi par hamare shaheedon ko chadhaya
Hazaaron ne lahu tha apna bahaya
Phir Bapu ne ahimsa ka sabak sikhaya
Dikhaya ki satyagraha mein kitni taaqat hai
Tab jaakar mili ye viraasat hai
Azaadi ke mahaul mein hum hue hain bade
Achche se achcha likhe aur padhe
Kyun na mila ke kadam aur aage badhen
Bimaari aur bhukhmari se hum ladein
Na desh ki koi naari duvidha mein padhe
Hare khet hamare hon chaaron ore khade
Kaarkhaanon ki paidawaar nit din badhe
Jo haathon mein hai aaj hamare
Woh hamare hi bachchon ki amaanat hai
Us viraasat ki karni humko hifazat hai
Woh bachche jo humse aage bahut badh rahe hain
Jo IT jagat ke shikhar par chadh rahe hain
Jo duniya mein chhaap apni gadh rahen hain
Vigyaan mein shodh nayi kar rahe hain
Yeh sab usi sabhyata ki hai badaulat
Yeh sab hai usi parampara ki badaulat
Jiski humko badon se mili hai viraasat
Yeh azadi hi hamari virasat hai
Yeh azadi hamari virasat hai.
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