Atal
was firm and strong
Translated by
P.R.Ramachander
(I saw this great piece of poem in a whatsapp message
.My thanks to whosoever is its author)
The death was standing in wait ,
And I was waiting for that only,
My flag will never bend before it ,
On the
day of the fifteenth august,
You
stay and wait for me ,
Allow it to get
above and wave ,
And I will fight with you one day more
,
With you death,
I am never
agreeable ,
For a bent flag at
the time of independence
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