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.
He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven
Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and
नव-जीवन का वैभव जाग्रत हो जनगण में,
विपदाओं से रक्षा करो – यह न मेरी प्र
Kaash kahin esa hota k, do dil hote seeny main,
eik toot bhi jata ishq main to, takleef n
