Geetanjali


Posted on 17th Jan 2020 04:33 pm by rohit kumar

 

Where the mind is without fear

and the head is held high;

Where knowledge is free;

Where the world has not been

broken up into fragments by

narrow domestic walls;

Where words come out from

the depth of truth;

Where tireless striving stretches

its arms towards perfection;

Where the clear stream of reason

has not lost its way into the dreary

desert sand of dead habit;

Where the mind is lead forward by thee

into ever-widening thought and action-

Into that heaven of freedom, my Father,

let my country awake.

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nakam koshish ki

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Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and

aalok kare jan bharat

नव-जीवन का वैभव जाग्रत हो जनगण में,

MERI PRATHNA

विपदाओं से रक्षा करो – यह न मेरी प्र

Kaash do Dil hote

Kaash kahin esa hota k, do dil hote seeny main,

eik toot bhi jata ishq main to, takleef n

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