My Expressions

It was when mother India had been chained,

That people, by her condition, were greatly pained.

Someone or the other great men,

Every day, by the Britishers, were slain.

Then, a revolutionary, a hero was needed,

And lo! God, to the pleas, soon heeded.

He sent a messiah on Earth,

In Cuttack, Odisha took birth.

A brilliant student from childhood,

In the matric exams, first, he stood.

He passed the ICS Exam in England,

But then he decided to serve his motherland.

Twice he became the Congress president,

In his work, he was highly diligent;

Among all leaders, he was the most resilient,

Of many awards, he was a recipient.

He first formed the Indian National Army,

Against the British, he stood firmly.

A fiery orator and a staunch patriot,

Towards freedom, he drove the nation’s chariot.

From one country to another he went,

He even formed a provincial government.

A brave son of our motherland,

His name is still to garland.

A hero of one and all,

Throughout his life, he stood tall.

With all his might and wisdom,

He worked to restore India’s freedom.

But still, his death remains a mystery,

Despite his contribution to Indian history.

People, with his different death theories, are unsatisfied;

They believe that he never died.

Still, he reigns the hearts of everyone,

Life’s battle, he had actually won.

Yes, He is none other than our ‘Netaji’,

India’s freedom who could foresee.

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