My mother India..

 My hands shiver,

Not out of fear, but out of care,

That I owe to her..

To my mother India!!!

I shall present each drop of blood of mine..

Each pulse of mine..

For her..

Because, she made me born, grow,

And now live..

She offered me her uterus

To grow within..

She offered her chest

To walk ahead..

She offered her life

To breath in..

And she offers herself

To be her, at last..

My mother,

You offered your everything for me..

But,

What have I given you??

What have I done for you??

No doubts to say,

“Mere nothing”!!!!

The time has come,

To think, to re-think...

I owe great responsibilities to you!!!

Yes,

I owe you care, peace and

Moreover love..

I wish to live for you,

Even, to die for you!!!

Whatever,

My debts to you can never be paid off..

Love you my mother India..