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Let my country awake

I remember this hymn we used to sing in school. It is very appropriate for this occasion.
Where the mind is without fear, and the head is held high.
Into that heaven of freedom, my father, let my country awake.
Where knowledge is free.
Into that heaven...
Where the world has not been broken up, into fragments by narrow domestic
Into that heaven...
Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection.
Into that heaven of freedom my father,

-Rabindranath Tagore


AK said…
oh waow, yeah I do remember shouting, "in tha heaven of freedom my father" in school assembly. Actually I realized just now that it was 'into THAT heaven of freedom my father' and not 'into THE heaven of freedom my father'.

AK said…
btw where did you get the pic from? Please send me the link.
Shazia said…
So I managed to correct you on that. :)
School ke bahot yaad aati hai. This and 'Make me a channel of your peace' were my favourite hymns. Actually i liked many of them. You remember Sister Coletta and our music period. It was fun :)

I found the pic on this page.

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