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TO HINDUSTHAN ( This poem was written by Virendranath Chattopadhyaya in 1909 ) . Mother of Men who once were free , Oh Hindusthan ! My Hindusthan ! What grief hath now befallen thee , Oh Hindusthan ! My Hindusthan !
TO HINDUSTHAN ( This poem was written by Virendranath Chattopadhyaya in 1909 ) . Mother of Men who once were free , Oh Hindusthan ! My Hindusthan ! What grief hath now befallen thee , Oh Hindusthan ! My Hindusthan !
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My love for thee a quenchless flame Will cleanse me from all sin and shame , And make me worthy of thy name , Oh Hindusthan ! My Hindusthan ! Mine not the wish to see thee free , I only long to die and be Foundation of thy liberty ...
My love for thee a quenchless flame Will cleanse me from all sin and shame , And make me worthy of thy name , Oh Hindusthan ! My Hindusthan ! Mine not the wish to see thee free , I only long to die and be Foundation of thy liberty ...
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BELOVED HINDUSTHAN ( Pandit Shridhar Pathak was a well known Hindi poet of Uttara Prakash who wrote mellifiuous verses in chaste style . ) Where on earth can you find a beloved land like Hindusthan !
BELOVED HINDUSTHAN ( Pandit Shridhar Pathak was a well known Hindi poet of Uttara Prakash who wrote mellifiuous verses in chaste style . ) Where on earth can you find a beloved land like Hindusthan !
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