I Celebrate

M Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
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I celebrate My nation suffers from suffocation It needs rejuvenation New impetus and new breathe Not fearful of death My nation was fed with wrong notion It went for world peace and good neighborly relations It neglected national defense And kept barriers open without fence The country was made heaven for disruptive forces Ration card can be made and election cared is made farce Anybody could become citizen And thus it is made terrorists heaven It has surpassed tradition But maintained corruption Right from sweepers at hospital To teachers at school The Doctor deserts duty And practices at private nursery Poor lose their children And these people remain ungoverned The politicians have inducted full family members Into politics and almost cornered The economy is in doldrums These cheaters have hey days in their kingdom People are not to be less blamed They want everything to be exempted Poor ask for nothing and watch with disgust Where are we heading for quest? Today I celebrate Independence Day I have my own way to feel on this day I sing for the praise of mother land Who has give me place and shelter till the end of the life I have still hope That harmony and peace shall stop At our door steps We shall rejoice with each heart beat

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