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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Make haste to befriend the toro meanly reared away from spectator prying eyes by dread alone the bull is nurtured and prodded to terrify and when at last the ranchero’s silhouette appears in the arena it charges Wake! India! Wake! There are no greater mysteries than those your scientists can unravel the only mysteries that persist are those drummed by priests into your brains even a helpless Stephen Hawking can pierce the Aryan mystery by silent reflection Wake! India! Wake! Let those who seek power in the polls seek it for their own sakes sooner or later sooner than later they too will pass away their power gnawing at their bones will feed the etherising flames of their pyres Wake! India! Wake! Let those who seek to challenge their power challenge it for their own sakes they too will rot in the chains they have willingly chained themselves in for they too seek power for the sake of power and for theirs and their own comfort Wake! India! Wake! And let them all pass over you you who have borne in quiet pain mauling under the pretext of mournful migrations and the Mughal might Mohenjodaro and Harrappa notwithstanding Vijayanagar and Kaveripumpattinam Wake! India! Wake! Do not for a moment think your sons have deserted you nor your daughters gone to spawn with other spouses under other suns your needs are their needs your tears their blood coursing in their veins Wake! India! Wake! If you had woken up earlier to tend to your shores to tend to the marauders at the border letting only the lone Kshatriya exert his martial art abused by fine courtly comfort you would not now wonder how a Rajput court at Mewar drove Akbar to such lengths Wake! India! Wake! (Continued in Part One - 10)
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