Vande Mataram, our timeless song,
A call that keeps our spirits strong.
From snowy peaks to oceans wide,
You are our hope, our strength, our pride.
Your rivers sing through fields of gold,
Their flowing tales are brave and bold.
The forests whisper freedom’s flame,
Each breeze recalls your sacred name.
Your children rise with dreams anew,
To build a nation just and true.
With every heart and every hand,
We serve and cherish this great land.
The saffron sky at break of day,
The white of peace that lights our way,
The green that speaks of life and grace,
Together form our nation’s face.
In every village, town, and street,
The pulse of India softly beats.
Through every challenge, every storm,
Your love keeps every spirit warm.
May wisdom guide each noble deed,
May kindness bloom in thought and seed.
May unity forever reign,
And hope rise brighter after pain.
O Motherland, forever bright,
You are our dawn, our guiding light.
With grateful hearts we proudly claim,
Vande Mataram—your eternal name.
By Ajay Gautam
