TO PANDIT JAWAHARLAL

 

HASIT BUCH

 

You had your flaws:

We and you too knew:

But all did note:

You were our ray rare in global view.

 

In your thoughts and deeds– 

May they be colourful or colour-proof­–

You were honest to care;

You, therefore,

Were our loved-most rose

Whether on sea or on throbing shore.

 

Friend dear,

Will our constant puzzle touch your ear?–

­Did you like

Your Prime Minister’s role,

Or your that freedom soldier’s role?

 

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