The Golden Bird Shall Fly Again...

She has faced lots of sorrows and pain

But the Golden Bird shall fly again

Into the infinite skies of glory,

She will soar high on the path of peace and hamony.

She has lost enough

And there is nothing more to lose,

Only one way is left

Which she needs to choose.

When efforts of a billion will synchronise

Against all that everyone did criticize

Like the immortal phoenix, she will soar high

And lead all those who laughed , while she did cry.

Spreading her wide amber wings to break all bondages

She will shed all her burden of ages, 

And fulfill the ever lasting expectation 

Of being the world's greatest nation.

Where all negative things shall come to an end

And enemies shall transform into friends

And there shall be no sorrow or pain

When the Golden Bird will fly again.

When the sun would rise every dawn,

There shall be nothing to improve  upon,

Where peace, harmony and joy would flow in the form of streams

To make the "India of our dreams..."