Friday, August 13, 2004

on the occasion of the Independence Day

when I read this, I cried.

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.
----- Rabindranath Tagore

3 Comments:

Blogger Aslan said...

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2:14 PM, August 13, 2004  
Blogger Aslan said...

you're not the first. my mom did too.. 'twuz her school pledge or somethin when she wuz studyin in pune. she bought me gitanjali when she thought i wuz old enuf to understand [which wuz in 3rd yr!!] - n i loved it too. coincidence. another friend o mine posted abt tagore on his blog too. check out this post n his blog in genl. u'l love it. n hez a wunderkind. will mail u abt him.

2:17 PM, August 13, 2004  
Blogger Mrs. Dalloway said...

When I sang this song, everyone cried! No, its not the patriotism that brought them...

5:26 PM, August 06, 2005  

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