Inside its heart, lies the impeccable shine
Nobleness is its virtue divine
Doting mother to one and all alike
It gave us birth, it gave us praise
Around the world, none is a country so great
Mother to all, Goddess to me
Yours is an undying jubilee
My heart fills with tears of joy
O my Mother, can I deny?
The love you gave, the food and shelter
Helping hand to each of your daughter
Ecstatic is one born to Thee
Roam the world, see all that is to see; but our India is the love tree
hey....I know its my millionth time asking for forgiveness for being so irregular with my blog. But how can I help? You guys seriously need to goad n complain to my principal about the teacher giving so much of home-work….and now, there’s the Unit Test Week coming up too….what can I do?
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