I Am Proud
Neena Dighe
Translated by Sushama
Karnik
I am proud of you, my
Motherland,
There is none who can
compare with you on this earth.
For abundance of
colors, go to Rajasthan;
And if you go to
Rajputana you have the abundance of the grandeur of honor.
Manipur and Assam
will send you into ecstasy with the magic of their dance.
A single tap on the
dholak in hand will fill your steps with the beat of the dance.
Punjab is altogether
a different story.
When they greet you
with their ‘balle balle’, you will take on their lust for life,
And you will sing,’Gorgeous
and plentiful is the soil of Punjab.’
Maharashtra will make
you wonder at the at the naughtiness they hide
Behind the
bashfulness of the lavani:
Which is a marvelous
blend of drama and the teasing stance of veiled love.
The art of the
tribals has no rival in the entire world.
The lilt and the
melody of the classical music surprises us with the maturity and the depth,
Without which the
ancient dance-forms are incomplete—
Be they the Katthak
of the North or the Bharat Natyam of the South,
Or the Odissi and
Mohini Attam divine.
The entire world can
step up to the rhythm of the Indian beat of the dance.
We who are born and
brought up by the land and the aroma of the rain-soaked soil—
We sing the praises
of our Motherland
In our many different
tongues, but bound by the single strand of love!
We are forever in the
debt of gratitude to you O Motherland,
And this debt can
never be redeemed.
The cool winds from
your plains
Bring to us the
breath of life.
O my beloved
Motherland, may you live for millions of years
And may you inspire
the world forever
With the message of
Karma embedded in the Geeta and the lesson of non-violent pursuit of action in
Bapu’s life.
Take the world along
on the path of Peace and Love.
I am proud of you, O
my Motherland!
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