-(from Tagore’s “Gitanjali“, verse 35)
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.
Feeling a bit patriotic today.
(Also from today’s post on one of my e-groups. )
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Great poem. I like these very much.
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Where the clear stream of reason
has not lost its way into the dreary desert sand of dead habit;
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We Indians have to work on this. WE put too much emphasis on “parampara” and customs.
Hmm.. yeah we do. Sometimes though the ‘parampara’ is also bonding factor
But yeah… we need to identify the ‘clear stream of reason’
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