Land of sages and learned Savants,
Land of intellect and highest wisdom;
Land of bountiful and munificent giver,
Land of religion where science mingles.
Land where people embrace but all,
Of castes creeds colours and souls;
Land of sanctioned dharma,
Where one reaps according to one’s karma.
You have taught the world how to count,
To American the nuclear fusion;
To Samos the basic geometry,
And to Greeks the alphabet of philosophy.
The quantum and relativity theories,
Had sprouted from Hindu teachings only;
Your religion by far is the oldest,
The world needs you for its guidance.
You have given us the Yoga,
And the Upanishads the famous sutra;
You have also given us the Vedas,
The panacea for all and every agenda.
You have taught Pythagoras the geometry,
And to Newton the ‘Akarsana Sakti’
To Neil Bohr the Upanishads,
And the atomic structure to the world.
You also taught astronomy,
To Jean Sylvan and Ptolemy;
And even the great Egyptians,
Derived it from the Hindu system.
The Chinese had learnt almost everything,
From diverse literature to their religion;
India dominated her more than 2000 years,
Without even putting a single step there.
You have been the ‘Universal Teacher’
In geometry and quadratic equations;
And also in phonetic and animal fables,
As well as in philosophy chess and grammar.
You are the first to have used atomic bombs,
Some millenaries before Americans;
That reduced the enemy to ashes in second,
Which in Mahabharata has a mention.
While the world was still imagining,
Of the universe space and galaxies;
You have already envisioned them,
And assessed them as countless as sands.
Whatever we see in our modern sciences,
From plastic surgery to nuclear missiles;
All are but only the improvements,
Of the Vedic arts of the yesteryears.
The world has now acknowledged India,
As the store house of instructive materia;
Whatever our sastras and sutras have stated,
The world has assumed them now as fact.
‘Zero’ the most valuable of all numerals,
Is India’s finest gift to the mankind;
‘Aritra’ the Hindu antique apparatus,
Was used to determine the ocean depth.
Tolerance is not only your mother-policy,
But also your sacred article of faith;
The agnostic and the atheist alike,
Find solace under your loving hut.
Ronald S Sangma