Today's Beautiful Gem: `Vande Maataram (Mother
I Bow to Thee!)',
by Bankimchandra Chatterjee, transcreation by Aurobindo Ghose.
(Part I)
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mAtaram sujalAM suphalAM malayajas'ItalAM sasyas'yAmalAM mAtaram s'ubhrajyotsnApulakitayAminIM phullakusumitadrumadalas'obhinIm suhAsinIM sumadhurabhASiNIM sukhadAM varadAM mAtaram vande mAtaram |
Mother,
I bow to thee! Rich with thy hurrying streams, Bright with thy orchard gleams, Cool with thy winds of delight, Dark fields waving, Mother of might, Mother free. Glory of moonlight dreams, Over thy branches and lordly streams, Clad in thy blossoming trees, Mother, giver of ease, Laughing low and sweet! Mother, I kiss thy feet, Speaker sweet and low! Mother to thee I bow, |
saptakoTi-kanTha-kalakala-ninAda-karAle
dvisaptakoTibhujairdhruta-khara-karavAle
ke bole mA tumi abale
Who hath said thou art weak in thy lands,
When the swords flash out in twice seventy million hands
And seventy million voices roar
Thy dreadful name from shore to shore?
bahubaladhAriNIM namAmi tAriNIM
ripudalavAriNIM mAtaram
vande mAtaram
With many strengths who are mighty and stored,
To thee I call, Mother and Lord!
Thou who savest, arise and save!
To her I cry who ever her foemen drave
Back from plain and sea
And shook herself free.
Om s'aantih: Peace! - J. K. Mohana Rao
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