THE BANNER (LIGHT) OF FREEDOM

 

By V. Raghavan, M.A., Ph.D.

 

1. ARISE! the Light comes all around; away has darkness fled; our breath, our life has come now. Lo! illumining the East, the self-luminous Effulgence (the Light of Independence) rises; come, salute it.

 

2. The day has dawned; the darkness of slavery has disappeared; arise, look up before you; high on the mount of rising (prosperity), like the light of dawn (Sun), is the banner of Independent Mother India.

 

3. Salute this triple Flag with the Shining Wheel (this resplendent disc, the embodiment of the three Vedas) verily it is the Soul of our Souls. May this, the Excellent One, prompt our intellects for a united deliberation, for a united thought and united effort.

 

4. Sattva by the White, Life Energy by the Green, and sacrifice by the Yellow, proclaiming everywhere these three qualities of ours, the Indians, this Banner shines forth with its three colours.

 

5. The Wheel of Command which the early emperors of the Solar and Lunar races sent of yore and which went unimpeded in all the seven continents, it is the same Wheel that here too, blazes forth at the centre.

 

6. Renouncing violence, and betaking to the path of compassion to beings, that very Wheel which Emperor Asoka propagated as the Wheel of Dharma, again doth that same Wheel go over the universe now.

 

7. “Foster each other with help, the Sacred Wheel of mutuality is the basis of welfare and peace of the world”–so doth this Wheel on the standard exhort.

 

8. Bearing aloft in her hand this Banner, eloquent with this sublime message, and shattering the fetters and the walls of prison, lo! Our Mother of Bharata comes forth!

 

9. Mother, grant us again in plenty powers, prosperities, arts, crafts and lores, that once again our excellent land may become the hub and leader of the world.

 

10. Mother, that supreme power which was yours of yore, which, like that of the ocean, made everything merge and become one with it, with that power, unifying into one this country gone manifold, swell forth again, O, Goddess!

 

11. Even as the youngest of the world s mountains this our Himalayas, is the greatest, even so, may this latest-born republic of India be yet the biggest in all world.

 

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