Ode to my motherland

I am here. You are there. Circumstances have separated us, but you will forever remain in my mind, my heart and my soul. Just because I am with my adopted mother, does not mean I have forgotten the values you imparted. Some day we will be reunited when this estrangement I can no longer bear. O mother, where else will I go?

Translation of the Indian National Anthem, one of the many jewels that Rabindranath Tagore bestowed us with:

"Thou are the ruler of the minds of all people, dispenser of India's destiny.
The name rouses the hearts of Punjab, Sind, Gujurat and Maratha.
Of the Dravid and Orissa and Bengal.
It Echoes in the hills of Vindhyas and Himalayas, mingles in the music of Yamuna and Ganga and is chanted by the waves of the Indian Sea.
They pray for your blessing and sing thy praise.
The salvation of all peaople is thy hand, thou dispenser of India's destiny.
Victory, Victory, Victory to thee."