Happy Republic Day!
I remember the days in school, where we used to prepare so many skits/songs/dances and drill to be on republic day! White dress, white shoes…march fast….aww…I dont know about u guys, but I used to feel verrrry good and responsible!!
I remember how I used to get glued to DD I to see the Parade!!! I used to loveeeee them!
I really dont know after schools who does this? may be no one! or may be associations of aptmts etc….but ya there is a logic for that! While we are kids , if we are told such things it registers in our mind!! and later generally we dont need to such things to remind ourselves! well dont know how much its working though !!
I am glad I am Indian! and of a Republic India! I am proud to be a part of a country which is ONE country but different worlds!! 100 miles out of your place, and soooo much is different!! U find everything and anything in my country! From style to flavour….from slums to gardens…..from blind superstitions to incredible intelligents! everything! What a variety! What a lively life!
Mother India, everything about You fascinates me, leaves me in awe! Makes me wonder how much I am Your child!!
You are my first medium of education…..You are my first appreciation of Nature….You are my first understanding of Physics………You are my first inspiration !
Its only after I landed on a different face of Nature , that I realised how much I belong to YOU!!
I am proud to be your child and I always hope to live up to the name!!
Do you remember Saare Jahan se accha?? Did you know the author ? Ya when I was at school, I was told – its Mohammad Iqbal! Never did I feel the name foreign! Urdu is one of my favorite language….its sooooo musical!!
May be thats why I love Javed akhthar’s lyrics [eg. Maula Mere ] Thats one of the very few languages wherein every feeling you want to express has a beautiful word associated with it!! I dont know may be its developed to express feelings……one of those languages which I hold clooose to heart!!
Urdu I bow to you!
dont believe? let me reveal its beauties here –
sāre jahān se acchā hindostān hamārā
ham bulbulain hai is ki, yeh gulsitān hamārā
// Of all the places, Our Hindusthan is the best..
// We are the little birds chirping mirth, and its our garden abode!
ghurbat men hon agar ham, rahta hai dil vatan men
samjho vahīn hamen bhī, dil hain jahān hamārā
// Even if we are in foreign lands, our heart always lies with this Homeland!
// And regard, where the heart lies, there we reside!
parbat voh sab se ūnchā, hamsāya āsmān ka
voh santari hamārā, voh pāsbān hamārā
// That mountain is so high, its neighbour to the sky!
// Its our sentinel and our protector!
godi men kheltī hain is ki hazāron nadiyā
gulshan hai jin ke dam se, rashk-e-janān hamārā
// In the lap of Her play thousands of rivers,
// where gardens sustain, the envy-of-the-heavens of ours!
aye āb, raud, ganga, voh din hen yād tujhko
utarā tere kināre, jab kārvān hamārā
// Ohh Water of Ganga, Do you remember that day
// When on the banks of you, we landed?
maz’hab nahīn sikhātā āpas men bayr rakhnā
hindvi hai ham, vatan hai hindostān hamārā
// Religion does not teach us to harbour grudges,
// We are all Indians and This land is our Motherland!
yūnān-o-misr-o-romā, sab miṭ gaye jahān se
ab tak magar hai bāqi, nām-o-nishān hamārā
// Rome , Italy and such kingdomes, perished [during test of life]
// But we still are there here, this civilisation of ours! [stood the test of life]
kuch bāt hai keh hastī, miṭati nahīn hamārī
sadiyon rahā hai dushman, daur-e-zamān hamārā
// There is something in this land, that kept us together , from our entity being eroded!
// For ages , has been our enemy, this way of world!
iqbal ko’ī meharam, apnā nahīn jahān men
m’alūm kya kisī ko, dard-e-nihān hamārā
// Iqbal, is there no soul that could understand
// the pain in my heart?
You can listen to it here –
Update : Waise, Hindusthan here means may be from kabul to Burma….vast land, variety of cultures…..different faces, different people! Whoa!
And here is an ad I saw in British Airways Flight ! – INCREDIBLE INDIA!