Patradoot or The Messenger11 /Many
English version by
Ravindra K Kapoor
Forgetting my sufferings for a while, dear,
Give some consolation, to these poor farmers,
That you would convey their concern, to rain God,
For showering its rain, on their burning earth.
For centuries, every one has played,
With the fate of these poor farmers,
By wiping some of their tears, dear
Give some relief to my sufferings, as well
Kanpur India. 22nd May 2010 to continue in 12
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Patradoot in Hindi written by my father late
Dr. Amar Nath Kapoor in 1932, when he was imprisoned
by the British, as he was fighting for India's freedom
under the leadership of Mahatma Gandhi.