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Independence day
After years of struggle,
beneath imperial law,
We got free from the
clutches of British claws.
A country of our own,
under no domination.
The day had arrived,
the day of celebration.
The day of partition,
the day of separation,
when the masses got split,
in accordance to their religion.
A formatted India was formed,
With new outlined map.
The divide and rule British policy,
Created a huge gap.
How can we forget ,
the warriors of the nation,
the martyrs in thousands,
Put into cremation.
The situation gradually got,
toward the process of improvement,
with the huge ‘Dandi March’,
and ‘Civil Disobedience Movement’.
‘Sepoy Mutiny’ the first
war of independence,
Commenced when
Mangal Pandey rebelled in vengeance.
The consequent fighters were,
Laxmi Bai, Bhagat Singh and others,
Came forward , unafraid of death,
as a saviour of their mother.
This day of 15th August,
Arouses a feeling of patriotism.
Fear converted to strong aversion,
and cowardice into heroism.
Gratitude to the fighters,
the warriors of the nation.
They were born as gods,
to protect the next generation.
This day is revised ,
With the hoisting of the flag.
The tri- colour indicates,
Courage and peace with a swag.
We rejoice liberation,
We form our own constitution.
This will go on,
From generation to generation.
“JAI HIND”

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