She rested gracefully like a royal maiden
Brightening up the southern tip of peninsula
Guarded by the mighty Ghats of the west
And hugged by the motherly seas of the east
Her children made the earliest of dolmens
In the unwritten history of ancient world
Fragrance of her spices conquered the far west
And seduced the mighty Caesars and Pharaohs
She opened her door to anyone who knocked
Sheltering those who fled their oppressors
Feeding them with her enormous resources
And history called her the god's own country
Centuries passed and the times have changed
And now they say her glory is lost
For her people tied up themselves in golden chains
Made of religions, castes and ideologies
They say her people lost their collective will
And shrunk themselves into their selfish boxes
They say the wisdom of justice and equality
Has been lost from the land for ever
They say her youth is spoiled and reckless
With eyes on screens and minds on virtual worlds
That they divided themselves and fought vain battles
As sanghis,commies,congies and sudappies
But it has been written in the pages of history
And it has been foretold by the sages of yore
That when humans doubt their collective will
They will be put to test, and they will triumph
The skies of August turned hostile
As monsoon clouds prolonged
And the gigantic dams were opened
Lo and behold, the deluge had begun
From the subtle realms of human spirit
A whisper was heard, "we shall overcome"
Slowly, the whisper became a thunder
And the whole land sang "we shall overcome"
Chairs of power woke up from slumber
Men and women forgot their limited existence
Out where they in the streets and flooded homes
Stretching out their hands for each other
Those whom they thought to be lazy tech nerds
Stayed up their midnights and acted with grit
Sanghis,commies,congies and sudappies vanished
As the human spirit prevailed
The Arabian sea sent her industrious children
With bodies and minds trained in the rough seas
Saving lives in hundreds, asking nothing in return
They wrote an epic which will be sung by generations
Armed forces did their bid to the nation
Dutiful as ever in air, land and water
Knowing it was just a matter of time
And this war was sure to be won
And there she rests like a royal maiden
Brightening up the southern tip of peninsula
Knowing her children have passed the big test
And that there is hope for the future
