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 led forward by thee into ever-widening thought and action---
Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake.
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 led forward by thee into ever-widening thought and action---
Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake.
Lovely lines in the sketch as well as his poem. Pen lines are ultimate especially for a poet like Tagore!
ReplyDeleteWe had poem as our poem in schooldays!!
ReplyDeleteLovely sketch and beautiful poem.
ReplyDeleteAs unlikely as it may seem, this is one of my absolute favorite poems!! Our noble Bard has been captured very well, indeed.
ReplyDeleteAmazing sketch & a beautiful poem! Thanks Vidhu for this treat!
ReplyDeleteGreat one Vidhu!
ReplyDeletethanks u all for ur kind words
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