Nation First, Eternally First 🇮🇳
O my love! My magnificent motherland.
Having splendiferous smell in your sand.
It’s lovely, to be a part of this nation.
My motherland is a God created creation.
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Drizzle started,–” drip drop drip drop…
drizzy dance is danced by the dancer peacock.
Terror from terrifying black stripped tiger .
Everyone expects rhyme from a writer.
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What do you think about a luscious mango?
Too yummy! After seeing, everyone goes psycho.
Do not wait for good surroundings like a lovely lotus.
National symbols are country’s pride in this prospectus.
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North’s taste — Rajma, Parantha, Samosa or Kulfi falooda.
Everyone knows ‘ Mathura ke pede ‘ or ‘ pethas of Agra.’
Delicious ‘Panjeeri’ and raspy ‘ Jalebi ‘ or ‘Imrti.’
Can’t forget that street in which we eat ‘Pani Puri.’
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South’s taste— ‘Idli’, ‘Sambar’, ‘Dosa’, ‘Vada’ or ‘Upma.’
North East’s taste— ‘khakhra’, ‘Thepla’, or ‘ Dhokla.’
‘Momo’, ‘Mishti Doi’ and ‘ Rasagolla’ of Kolkata.
‘Barfi’, ‘Basundi’, ‘Dahi vada’ also included in this data.
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‘Palak paneer’, ‘Sarson ka saag’, ‘Makki ki roti’
‘Tandoori chicken ‘, ‘Kadhi Pakoda’, the taste of Punjabi.
‘Chole Bhature ‘, ‘Gajar Pak’, ‘Laddu ‘ also cannot hide.
Our cultural dishes are also our country’s pride.
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‘Kurta pajama’, ‘Dhoti’, ‘ Lungi’ or ‘ Sherwani’.
These are the symbols of handsome men who are ‘Hindustani.’
‘Saris’, ‘Lehenga’, ‘Dupatta’, ‘Salwar Kameez’ for bride.
Our traditional dresses are also our pride.
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Every citizen follows some rules and laws.
Every citizen feels free from the feeling of awes.
There is legislature, executive, judiciary, it’s not an autocratic.
Everyone lives here with peace and harmony, it’s fully democratic.
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Courageous soldiers on the border, without their children and wives.
Like roaring lions under many merciless knives.
Our martyrs kissed the rope of death for this country’s shine.
Their sacrifices will not go in vain, their souls always divine.
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You provide me shelter, food, medicine, everything, O! DEAR.
My only wish, your flowers will also bloom on my bier.
We have to quench our country’s thirst.
Come on my friends, join our hands and say proudly ,–” Nation First, Eternally First.”
☆☆☆☆☆ Vande Matram☆☆☆☆☆
