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The Spirit Of India: Song Of A Billion Souls

I am the rhythm of the dhol and the whisper of the veena, I am the smile in Holi's colour, And the silence in your Diwali prayer, And bow with folded hands at Ajmer Sharif. I beat the drums in a tribal dance in Bastar, And recite verses from the Vedas under banyan trees, And fly kites across the sky on . Tired of too many ads? go ad free now I serve langar in golden bowls at Amritsar, And offer 'roze ka iftar' to my brother next door. I am the cheer of children in Shillong's monsoon, I sow rice in the fields of Tamil Nadu, I herd yaks in Arunachal... And fish in the deltas of Bengal. I dance Garba all night in Ahmedabad's courtyards. And whisper lullabies on a houseboat in Dal Lake. I chant on the ghats of Varanasi, And meditate in the caves of Ellora. I wear the lungi, the lehenga, the sherwani, the sari, I am the tilak, the chandan, the rudraksha and the rosary. I write in Marathi, think in Bengali, sing in Kannada, And dream in all the tongues of my land. I am the army fighter's cry in the borders. The farmer's hope in Vidarbha. I build software in Bengaluru, And craft poetry in Kolkata cafes. I race camels in Rajasthan's sands. I am not one. I am many. I am contradiction and harmony. I am the one who prays, and the one who protests. I am youth, I am age. I am ancient, and I am tomorrow. I walk through every temple gate and every church aisle, Every dargah door and gurdwara corridor. I am welcomed everywhere with 'aadaab', 'pranam','vanakkam' and 'namaste'. I am the spirit of India . Authored by: Harsh Goenka Why Arjun Was Chosen: The Untold Secret of Bhagavad Gita Chapter 4, Verse 3