A Poem by Nobel Laureate Sh Rabindranath Tagore


Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high;

Where knowledge is free;

Where the world has not been broken up into fragments

By narrow domestic walls;

Where words come out from the depth of truth;

Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection;

Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way

Into the dreary desert sand of dead habit;

Where the mind is led forward by thee

Into ever-widening thought and action—

Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake.

Just ponder over how much we could achieve during last 120 year after Gurudev wrote this poem? Are we heading towards right direction or we have taken a U-turn and speeding fast to reach our destination!