*Ms. Manmohini Bakshi
|My children once put me a question, |
Tell us about our place of birth;
Eager to know about our home and hearth,
I was shaken but could not refrain;
Down went my mind in the memory lane,
Behold my self and tried to explain;
Do you know where from you hail?
It is the beautiful Kashmir Vale!
Most sacred is your place of birth,
It is known as paradise on earth;
It is the crown of India,
It is the pride of India!
It is guarded by hills and mountains,
It is full of falls and fountains;
It is full of lakes and rivers,
It is full of trees and greens;
It is the placenwhere great scholars were living,
It is known as seat of learning; I
t is the place where saffron is sown,
It is the place where apples are grown;
But I was helpless not to bring you up in your home land,
As we were hounded out of our native land;
You started crawling in foreign land,
Alas, Your motherland is now your dream land! It is pious and divine land.
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