It all began when the British arrived
Hand in arm to take a dive
Into our vast lands of silk and spices
With the hidden agenda of creating a crisis!
Our rulers turned into puppets, forced to comply with the demands
Thousands of citizens died of famish in their own lands
They had to stop this but how could they do it?
Without suffering from the generals and resulting in a fit?
People revoked, soon to be stopped
The needs and cries of the people had been cropped
Against their will they had to grow indigo
A crop for colour to be worn by the foe
The country was robbed of all its wealth
The people slogged till they were poor in health
They revolted and began their movements to freedom
To crown India as their rightful kingdom
Thousands had died while thousands were born
Each generation, the British scorned
The battle for freedom became tougher over time
But the valour of the people ever did shine
Some joined the British force to save their families
Now it was brother against brother, along with British allies
Bhagat Singh fought his way by perishing the intruders
Udham Singh fought bringing out his inner cougar
Rani Laxmi Bai may have just been eighteen
But she gathered 14,000 rebellions with her on the scene
Lal, Bal and Pal began the swadeshi movement
Everyone came together – be it man, woman or student
Sardar Vallabhai Patel fought to retain the lands of the farmers
Sir Ranade revolted to protect women without an armour
Motilal Nehru was arrested by the British
As he carried on the non-cooperation movement despite feeling sickish
A thousand lives laid down all to see the day
When India becomes independent and the British go away
Mahatma Gandhi believed strongly in peace and non-violence
‘Quit India movement’ and the ‘dandi march’ began with his influence
Finally India was redeemed and the people rejoiced
Their opinions could finally be voiced
Even though a partition was laid and people were separated
The 15th of August is a day to be commemorated
A day to remember our freedom fighters and their struggle
To make India what it is today- with any trouble
Invaders now tremble at the sight of our unity
People admire our vast sense of diversity
29 states, 7 union territories and an astounding 1.2 billion people
Our country the cloth and our president the needle
Together we sew a colourful fabric
Of love, culture and traditional magic
Guarded by the Himalayas and surrounded by water
All stand hand in hand- son and daughter
Singing ‘Jana Gana Mana’ with our heads held high
While our very own ‘Tiranga’ soars the sky…