Independence Day- A biggest insult to Nation.

After a very long time, I finally made my mind to write something and to write on a day before Independence Day, cannot be more perfect.

Whole nation in chaos, politicians swimming in there own filth, wickedness of them in peak, corruptions, scams, bomb blasts, inflation, crisis, accidents, randomness in democracy, no integrity in people, brutal public looting, dirty politics and the long list never ends.

British should never have left our country. It is like from the bad hands to the wrong hands.

Point is do we really need to celebrate the Independence Day.

On the verge of demolition of 1.21 billion people country, long speeches, patriotic songs make no sense excluding some more unkept promises and some more disappointments

Why do we have to be a part of something which will encourage these barbarians to steal from the poor box?

Whenever we lose a near one, we never celebrate. We are obliquely involved in killing our mother. So it is not the time to rejoice or celebrate the festivity. Let us protest and let this be a wake up call. 

The only salvagers are the citizens.

Aas paas khuda!!

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Ek pal ko tu nazar jhuka
Jhuk jaye sar jahan wahi
Milta hain rab ka rasta
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Tera saathi, mere kadmon ke hain nishan

Tu na jaane aas paas hain khuda

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My "SELF"!!

Hello my poor frens, who hardly read my blog. I am so Ms. “not popular!!” Finally I have decided to write something which is purely disconnected from external world. It’s not about sports, politics, present happenings or some other bla bla. I mean it is definitely not a crap. I admitted today that whatever you say or think or do nothing in this world can be controlled or changed. Nothing is right out there so i decided not to go out and just stay inside. I mean staying in my “self”. I decided not to spoil my peace of mind. I decided to ignore. And it’s cool inside. Feeling actually better. No botheration for who did what!! Just me in me with me. I don’t know how the post is gonna end up with, right now I am enjoying whatever i am doing. That is it.

Place: My bed. Time: 7 am.
(Bang bang bang!!!)
My “self”: OMG its 7 I have to wake up now.
Place: My bed again. Time 7.10 am.
My “self” again: Really I can’t. Help me god.
Place: Uff my bed again. Time: 7.15 am.
Mom: yee....and some yelling(poor me)
Me: Ok just 5 mins mom don’t yell at me.
Mom: yeeeeee (some more yelling)
Me: Yeah yeah it is my lab exam. I know I may flunk.
My “self”: Noooo!!! I don’t want this day. It is the most horrifying lab exam day. Can’t the time just stop!!?
Me: Uff where are my spects. I hate my spects when I cannot find them. Mooom!!
(Got that bad guy stuck in pillow)
My “self”: Oh finally I can see something. Not so clear. Why?
Place: Couch (this should have to be some study table but I hate them:P). Time 7:30 am.
(Finally drowsy me finding books!!)
My “self”: Suu, who the hell found out engineering for Christ sake!! Why you poor girl have to read? Cant you just sleep and eat and sleep and eat and sleep.....and sleep and sleep and sleeeeeeeep.....
(My mind is blank for 10 secs. I slept again sitting on my couch!! Hilarious I know.)
My “self”: Ok cheer up. It is your last lab exam. Buck up buddy. By the time you return to home, it will be the end. Just make sure it’s a happy one.
(10 secs thinking of the happy ending)
My “self”: Ok start reading. Don’t concentrate too much. You may fall asleep.
(5 secs...figuring out:P)
My “self”: Ok fine. 14 programs which you have read for almost 1400 times (I was so much obsessed about this lab).
(Turning pages)
My “self”: Hey, yesterday someone told you may have the chances of getting the 15th one.
(Anxiety)
My “self”: Just chill Suu, no one has got that until now. U are not the one in a million u dumb girl.
My “self”: Everything will be fine. Just read for 1401th time.
(5 mins passed)
My “self”: Ok fine you are getting bored, try to do 1401th time more interesting.
(How how how..??)
My “self”: yesss!!! Get the color pens and start writing. Yeah good idea Suu. O o..I have to search them now.
(Yippee!!!! I was happy about wasting 10 mins.)
My “self”: Fine I got the pens. Good. Starting writing.
(Writing writing writing...)
My “self”: Hey what are you doing stupid girl. Stop drawing trees and the rounds which hardly resemble the flowers.
My “self”: Ok ok ok color pens were a bad idea.
(Sad me.. Concentrating again!!)
After long time happy me: Hey its 10. Breakfast!!
(Studies break ke baad)
Place: Kitchen Time: 10 am.
Maa: How are your preparations?
Maa: Fine. Don’t ask too much maa.
Maa: Don’t play. Read seriously.
Me: ok bye (back to room).
(After 4 hours of hell..)
Place: College Time: 2 pm
My “self”: Look at her. She looks confident.
(Staring at some class girl)
She: Hey what about VIVA da?
(Dumb me. Doing some stupid face!! Waving her)
My “self”: Stupid, idiot girl!! Can’t you keep your mouth shut?
(After 5 mins)
My “self”: what about VIVA?!!!

Place: Laboratory Time 2:30 pm.
My “self”: Common Suu, it is the show time!!
(Girls whispering all the best all the best all the best..)
My “self”: Shushhh!!!
(Proceeding towards the first computer table)
Lab attender: Hey you go there.
My “self”: Stupid shambu!!!
(And I was in the last table)
(5 mins of silence like hell)
(He started distributing the papers)
My “self”: what is that sound??
(Figuring out...)
My “self”: OMG your heart beat!! Stay cool babe.
Lab attender: This is the only left paper.
(Exchanging some dirty looks!!)
My “self”: open it!
My “self”: ijghikhbifhghljklyugiofgvjnhgjkmpfgpdfgf!!!!!
(15th program!!!)
My “self”: Should I have to cry now?!!
Madam: What happened? Start writing.
My “self”: Will you please give me a sec u chattering madam!!!??
(Some mathematics)
1 to 14th progs= 1401 times of revision.
15th prog=?
My “self”: zero!!!!!
(Madam approaching me...)
Me: I can’t do it madam, I want to exchange!
(She yanked the paper!!)
My “self”: Should I cry now??!!
(I got the 2nd prog)
(No dance in my head)
My “self”: Get out of here!!!!
Place: Laboratory Time: 4.00 pm.
Madam: Time for your VIVA.
Me: Ok madam.
(Depressed and sad me)
Place: Some street Time: 5.00 pm.
My “self”: Suu, you are the luckiest person I have ever seen.
My “self”: Shut up!!
(After 5 mins of walk)
My “self”: What if I am lost?
My “self”: Why?
My “self”: What you will answer to Ur mom and dad dumb?
My “self”: Wondering,,,
(Some more mins of walk)
My “self”: Ok. I will be lost in our colony.
(Even more walk)
(Some aunty staring..)
My “self”: Get in you stupid aunt, I got the 15th prog x-()
(Uff tired of walking)
My “self”: Who is that man? He resembles my dad.
(Yes he was!)
My “self”: I have to go home now. This is getting worse.
(Thank god dad saved me!!)
Place: My room Time: 9.30 pm.
My “self”: Write something stupid!!!
(Writing..)
Place: My room again Time: 10.15 pm.
My “self”: Should I post it or not??!!
(30 mins of thinking)
Place: My room again Time: 10.45 pm
My “self”: Should i click it??!!
(Posted)

MY LETTER TO CHIEF MINISTER OF KARNATAKA!

Respected sir (by chance if you have some respect left!! Optimistic me!),


Being a stupid voter to your government, I have each and every right to raise my voice against all the dirty bull shits you have done until now. Sir, with due respect, I would like to mention some of your deeds which might or might not be done directly from your hands but as the chief minister of Karnataka, I will definitely address you. Precisely it’s all some complaints from a disparate angry citizen. We all know that, you learnt initial leadership skills, development of mass base and human resource management from the RSS. “BJP has certain principals. Ministers from RSS background are the only clean ones”. This was our opinion towards the party. But what you did sir? What you learnt in RSS? How to suck blood of common man? How to do corruption? How to do land mafia? How to play dirty politics? How to join hands of corrupt politicians? How to purchase the politicians? U always worked for the people, heard their problems, and did many protests against the corruption.


What happened now? You got the power and you forgot the principals and ideologies? When Kumaraswamy refused to resign from the post of the Chief Minister in 2007, you and your party members resigned, criticised the JD(S) leaders for not keeping their words. In 2008 assembly elections, you won by 45,000 votes lead against the very well known leader Bangarappa. 45,000 votes was not just a figure. It showed the support and high expectation of people. It showed that they are fed up and want a CM who can do some good things to the state. People of Karnataka support you and assured that they will always be with you. But what you did? Back stabbed the people. Looted their wealth. Shamelessly made lots and lots of properties all over the state. Sir I think if you were given a chance, you might have sold your mother like state to someone else for money. Not only you sir, each and every single politician in the present assembly would have done the same thing. It’s just the hang over of power!! Might is right!!!


The whole Karnataka has gone through such a shame and hesitation all because of your dirty politics. No one here will ever trust a politician or a party in future. We lost our faith in democracy. We are fed up of shameless horse trading! Daily morning we see some politician buying another politician for crores. We are witnessing the vulgarity of your party people. The political drama which took place in full public view during the trust vote made us feel ashamed of ourselves. We regretted for voting you sir. Personally I felt like hitting myself with boot. I am feeling guilty of pushing my state to dark by contributing my vote. We know everything by this time sir. How politicians betrayed its voters. How they looted state. How they sold principles. How they corrupted the state. How MLAs die for money and power. How they give ministry to rapist. Everything!! Every single thing!! What you did when some MLAs started raising their voice against the corruption? You offered them an exotic holiday to Goa. Fed them everything. Trapped them. I know sir; they were more worried about Reddys. If they can do this much of corruption, why cant we was their demand. But being a chief minister isn’t this a goon’s thing you did? Some MLA during the trust vote manhandled the commissioner of Bangalore.


My god!! How to explain the ruthless deed of your government sir? I wonder why always we are blessed with bunch of scoundrels. The whole government is in crisis now. Some people are going to be richer; there is no doubt in that but what about your principals? You made properties as if there was no tomorrow. As soon as you got the crown, you looted looted and looted. Even left the gowdas behind! The gowdas are graving for power and you for money!! It appears as if every one is out to grab as much as they can!! When you will stop this mockery sir? If you were an efficient CM, why the hell these MLA’s left the party? Were they not given enough money bags to keep their mouths shut? Why you stripped your decency, morality and commitment which this state was worth of? Every day a new scam appears in the news. Is it not your responsibility to take care of the behaviours of ministers? Someone is struck in sex scandals. Someone in bribery. Someone in land mafia. Even worse thing is that you were still shouting that we have confidence of trust vote!! When there is no trust left in people towards you, what you will do with the f*****g trust vote? People who are watching you are not that stupid sir. Tell us something we don’t know!!


The biggest myth of the country is the democracy itself. Is there no man who can burn the book of democracy? 65 yrs old democracy itself is outdate and so are our politicians. The biggest democracy in the world my foot!! It is quite unfortunate that people, media and political parties have only to talk about if a government can survive or not. No one will ever think of amending the baseless rules! I ask terrorists, why you people always target the innocents? Why don’t you implant a bomb in the assembly? Who don’t you blow them off!! If we have the right to nominate a person for the assembly, why don’t we have the same right to disqualify them? Can’t we for once stand up and say enough is enough? Why there isn’t any law in democracy which can clean the dirt? Which can show these politicians their level? Why don’t we have any law to punish them?


My sincere advice to you and all the politicians is that please don’t do any sort of public appearances right now. I will be the first person to throw sandals and slippers to you and your whole assembly. After all these things, if you have some sort of ethic left in yourself, accept the fact that you are corrupt and give all your properties and money to the state back. Stop being a puppet of Reddy brothers!! Dissolve the government. Curb the power lust of other politicians. Let another election be held and start a new and clean political chapter. Honestly speaking you don’t deserve any sort of forgiveness. But we the citizens have a huge heart. Stop this corruption and GET ON TO WORK!!


Thanking you (if you can leave us live our lives peacefully!!).

HOLI DAY TURNED INTO A REBEL!!

March 1st started very smoothly. The holi day. People playing holi, putting colors to their friends. For me, yesterday was an easy day, I dint literally played holi, but enjoyed the zeal outside. Friends were explaining their day. I was writing journal and all of a sudden my cell phone banged with a flash message. “Check out suvarna news channel right now”. And that was the most astonishing thing to witness in TV. My place was burning like hell. I had never seen shivamogga like that. People shouting and shouting. All of a sudden I couldn’t make out what was wrong.


Issue was about an article in Kannada prabha. “Parda hai parda”. It was a translated version actually. Bangladesh’s controversial writer taslema nasrin’s article translated and published in Kannada prabha which was the reason for the protest. Muslims of Shivamogga were protesting against the article in ameer Ahmed circle and its circumference. Around 1500 people were protesting against the article. They burnt the flag of Hindu samavesha during the protest which triggered the Hindu people over there. Then Hindus also started burning complexes. The mob then turned violent. They started burning auto rickshaws, busses, tyres, taxis, bikes etc. They burned many complexes in Nehru road. Some chauvinistic people took this opportunity only to destroy the things. They started throwing stones, petrol bombs. The situation was totally out of control. Then the police opened goli bar to control the mob. 2 people died all because of that stupid article. The same scenario was created in Hassan also. Today curfew (section 144) has been declared. And it will be lifted only after the burial of the dead bodies. Situation is now under control from morning.



Taslima nasrin is one of the most controversial writers in Bangladesh. Her provoking almost anti-Islam articles are always condemned in Bangladesh. And one fine day in the year 1994 she was thrown out from Bangladesh. And India was the safest place for her. I don’t know why we always push ourselves into the well. What was the need to give her shelter in our country? As if we are not having any problems in our country. From that day we are facing a lot all because of her. I am not telling some XYZ have no right to speak or write. But this crap is not at all needed for us. We already have many more problems to face rather than a freak writer’s craps.


I was not able to find out the necessity for publishing the article in Kannada prabha. Let me brief out the main contents of the article:
• Why women should wear burqas? Only because she is a piece of attraction for men? Eventually it is the mistake of men who cannot control their feelings. Why women are suffering because of men?
• Koran has information about the burqa; it says women have to wear burqas to protect themselves from others.
• Women are ill treated in Muslim community, bitter truth which all have to accept.
• The prophet Mohammad’s stories (burqas history extracted from hadis):
1. Prophet Mohammad lavishly spent his first wife’s wealth like anything and was suffering from poverty. At that time he called his wives and told them to leave his house and lead their own life as they want. All his wives left him and started to lead their life by their own. But one fine day, prophet’s disciple umaan told him that their wives are being notified by other men. At that time the prophet ordered them to wear a cloth which would cover their whole body. (Her point is, if men instead of women are thrown out of their houses and have to lead their life by own, they too have to wear the burqa. Why it is only limited up to men?)
2. After Prophet Mohammad’s victory in khaidar war, he looted everything including women. A woman named Sophie was one among them. Prophet Mohammad declared that by tomorrow, if she wears the burqa he will marry her or else she will be his servant.
3. One of the Prophet Mohammad’s wives Ayesha was an extra ordinary beauty. Visitors of prophet were obviously attracted by her beauty. Prophet was frustrated from this and he might have ordered his wives to wear burqa
• In this world there is no existence of women. They have cornered women.
• Parda system is justifying the heinous acts of Muslims.
• Shabana azmi and others who merely know about Koran debates that there have been no such things indicated in Koran about parda system. I want one answer, if it would have been indicated in Koran about the parda system will you all people wear burqa? Answer is “bilkul no!!”
• Not a single woman should wear burqa; it is a disrespectful deed.
• All because of a man (yavano!!) who lived 1500 years ago, we have to compromise our lives.
• Covering her head with burqa is like covering her brain from thinking.
• Finally all Muslim women should take off their burqas and should burn them in public.


After all these messy things, now she is telling she had not written any article like that and her writings are misused. I mean hellooooo, tell us something we don’t know madam!! Let us presume you have not written this for now, what about the writings in past you wrote? She also said, prophet mohammad himself was against the burqa system. Then what is all these shit huh? Kannada prabha purely denied her statement because they have extracted this from a book written by her. And that’s all they will do from now on. The only results from a stupid article was violence, loss and a holiday. When will we change? When will our country change? God knows!

GIRLS, WAKE UP!!!

Ji•had: A Muslim holy war or spiritual struggle against the people who doesn’t acknowledge the god (is this the real meaning? I don’t know).


Countless “all Muslims are not terrorists” themed movies are realized, but no movie depicts the darker side of Muslim community concerned with love jihad for e.g. Young girls are being targeted for a new kind of terror attack called the love jihad or Romeo jihad. These love jihadists are none other than the Muslims. Many Muslim youngsters are trained to trap innocent girls feigning love for converting them to Islam. The love jihad involves heartless phenomenon luring vulnerable girls and young women to convert to Islam. They mesmerize them by their talks and high profile attitude. These love jihadists are provided with new cell phones, clothes, bikes etc which they cannot afford in reality to attract innocent girls. They get 2 weeks of time to trap a girl and 6 months to convert her to Islam. If the girl doesn’t show any kind of interest in these 2 weeks, they will find another prey!! For every conversion, jihadists are rewarded and this money is reported to come from foreign resources (Pak). Higher the educational and social status of the victim, more will be the reward paid. If this jihadist by chance marries the girl, he is given the permission to have maximum of 4 kids so that more and more Muslims are born :(


The same Shri Ram Sena, who are treated as villains nowadays were the first to find out this kind of organization. They announced about the launch of a nationwide "Save our daughters, save India" campaign to combat "Love Jihad". The only problem with this organization is that they take law in hands. No matter how good is the cause, they are always treated as villains. Their stupid statements and in disciplinary acts make others to consider them as riots. They are extreme extremists!!! I don’t know what RSS is doing these days? Time has come when we need them the most and they are “kabooshh”!!



This jihad custom is not the new one. There are different types of jihads. The name has changed now that’s it. In 1990’s Sikh community young girls were similarly trapped by Muslims who were pretending to be Sikhs in England. This was more brutal compared to the present one. Hindu and Sikh girls were beaten up and terrorized by the Muslim men they were dating with, until they are converted. At least they were having proofs because girls were fed up and were desperate to get out of the trap. But this time it is a different scenario.



Love jihad in India is mainly conducted in southern parts. That too mainly in Kerala and coastal Karnataka. College campuses are the most appropriate places for them. The first case of love jihad was found on September 2009. Two girls, one Hindu and one Christian, indicated that they had been forced to convert by two Muslim youths. Girls were completely trapped in love. Instead of expected marriage, the girls were taken to a Muslim organization where they were subjected to extremist propaganda. On 9th December 2009, Justice J K Sankaran for the Kerala High court showed some serious concern on this issue. According to him around 3,000 to 4,000 incidences of similar kind have took place. In one such case pending in the Karnataka High Court, father says his daughter has been lured away but daughter says she simply fell in love. God, look at our innocence. No strong proof has been found yet, as girls need their boys back. Where are they? Common sense=0!!!



What will someone get by ruining the lives of others? I don’t know. In a country like India, women are our pride and insulting them is like insulting the nation. I know, victims are also equally responsible but what to do, innocence is in our blood. We get trapped so easily like anything. Our week and diverseness is the main problem here. We think only about our family, my mom and dad, my bother and sister and at most my relatives. My family is secure, that’s enough for me. Then what about the country? What if all the girls are trapped like this? It’s our responsibility to spread awareness among youngsters. Let us take a break from our stupid internals, labs, assignments, records etc and do some useful things to spread awareness amongst people (especially girls). But how? Please share :)


Check out Pratap Simha’s article on love jihad (Vijaya Karnataka Kannada newspaper’s leading writer):
http://pratapsimha.com/2009/10/20/lovejihad/

JAI JAVAN!!!!

"The safety honor and welfare of your country
come first always and every time.
The honor welfare and comfort of the men
you command come next.
Your own ease comfort and safety
come last always and every time”



How one can give his whole life, rejecting all worldly pleasures, for the sake of country? Is he not the true man? A true warrior. Impossible is just a little longer for him. Living life in edge, difficulty is his daily routine. Knocking the doors of danger every day, Indian javans give their best in every day of their life. Indian Defense Force is an organization which works for the country and for the welfare of people. A life saving job. Almost as sacred as life giving job. Indian army is the largest of all armed forces in India. To maintain peace and security and to protect the nation from external threats is the primary duty of soldiers. With about 13,25,000 soldiers in active service and about 18,00,000 reserved troops, the Indian Army is the world's second largest army. Each and every male citizen of India have the right to join army without any distinction of caste, community, religion etc provided he is physically and mentally fit.


Army pilots pushing their helicopters beyond their performance, soldiers trying to survive a very low temperature of around -50 degrees, only a few hundred meters away from Pakistani gunpoint position, described as the world's coldest and highest battlefield, Siachen glacier is one of the oldest and unique battle field. 'Siachen' ironically means 'the place of wild roses’, but only blood sheds there now. The oxygen level here is about 10% of that available normally and some areas are cut off from the rest of the world for more than six months during winter.



On 1984, Pakistani troops attempted to acquire 76-km-long glacier. Indian army carried out operation code-named "Meghdoot" and established permanent posts at the Siachen Glacier. Since then, the Indian Army and the Indian Air Force (IAF) have mounted there. Pilots take up their helicopters called “cheetaks” (1960 design!!) to drop supplies to the soldiers, altitudes of 21,000 feet. But the actual capacity of these cheetaks to fly is about 15,000 feet only (making impossible things possible!!). They have to do this all within 20 to 30 seconds before Pakistanis open up the fire. Cheetak lands over a small artificial hill made with snow rope and parachutes not more than few seconds. Army engineers constructed a special 121km long pipeline connecting the Siachen base camp to some positions on the glacier to supply kerosene for the soldiers. A bucket of boiling water turns into ice within 15-20 minutes. Roughly about 500 soldiers are died due extreme weather conditions over past 16 years. Every day, about 10 soldiers are treated by doctors due to the collection of water in their lungs. The cost of a loaf of bread that would be less than a rupee in the Kashmir valley is estimated to cost about 10,000 rupee when it reaches siachin. Pakistani troops are not suffering less. Pakistan’s move at this time is to make sure India withdraws from Siachen’s strategic positions that it controls. India’s position is” no way” unless that becomes part of a comprehensive package of Kashmir settlement. In short they won’t enter into a settlement. All talks between Indian and Pakistani defense secretaries on resolving the Siachen issue ends up inconclusively. It is a war neither side wants to fight. Yet, it has lasted for two long decades.


Siachen war is not the only one, look at the kargil war. Thousands together lost their life. Their victories and sacrifices are talked by only common people. Even today the pensions, retirement schemes and post-retirement benefits are in knots. Endlessly they have to depend on our politicians. 78 javans are struck in Pakistan jails since the 1971 war. It is not at all a priority for our government to ensure their release. Lieutenant Saurabh Kalia of 4 Jat regiment laid down his life in the Kargil war at the age of 22. He was captured along with his party of five jawans and tortured by the Pakistan army for 22 days but none of them opened their mouth. They suffered unimaginable physical and mental torture. After 22 days of torture, the brave soldiers were ultimately shot dead. None of us even know their names. And this story also. We all remember even the very “gup shups” of celebrities rather. Father of Lt Kalia has been trying to collect enough signatures to submit a petition before the UN Human Rights Commission. Politicians must have helped them in this case. Again they don’t have time. I wonder why reason for all problems in India end up with dirty politics. All my posts ends up blaming them (like anything!!!). Still I won’t pity them. They deserve it, even more. Every Indian must know what are all the difficulties suffered by soldiers. A bullet-proof jacket weighs 30 kg plus. Whole day is spent as a stranger in his own land searching for traitors. And no one remembers them.



Situations in north eastern frontier are also the same. ULFA leaders attack with their main control from Bangladesh. Peace talks from our politicians make no difference. Terrorist roam in the streets freely. Our soldiers have to safeguard the people distinguishing the terrorists. All our borders are in danger and threat from one country or the other.



In spite of all the threats, dangers and problems, today the Republic Day is celebrated with much enthusiasm all over the country and especially in the capital, New Delhi. It is our national festival. The beginning of the occasion is always a solemn reminder of the sacrifice of the martyrs who died for the country in the freedom movement and wars for the defense of the country. Then, the President comes forward to award the medals of bravery to the people from the armed forces for their exceptional courage in the field and also the civilians, who have distinguished themselves. It must not be limited only up to medals is what i feel. Anyways,


WISH YOU ALL A VERY HAPPY REPUBLIC DAY.

JAI HIND.

JAI JAVAN.



My favorite patriotic song:

kadam kadam badhaye jaa khushi ke geet gaye jaa
yeh jindagi hain kaaum ki tu kaaum pe lutaye jaa
kadam kadam badhaye jaa khushi ke geet gaye jaa
yeh jindagi hain kaaum ki tu kaum pe lutaye jaa

tu sher hind aage badh, bandhe se phir bhi tu na darr
udake dushmano ka sir, jo de watan badhaye ja
tu sher hind aage badh, bandhe se phir bhi tu na darr
udake dushmano ka sir, jo de watan badhaye ja
kadam kadam badhaye jaa khushi ke geet gaye jaa
yeh jindagi hain kaaum ki tu kaum pe lutaye jaa

chalo dilli pukarti hume disha sambhali
lakh ye bighadke lehraye ja lehraye ja
chalo dilli pukarti hume disha sambhali
lakh ye bighadke lehraye ja lehraye ja
kadam kadam badhaye jaa khushi ke geet gaye jaa
yeh jindagi hain kaaum ki tu kaum pe lutaye jaa
kadam kadam badhaye jaa khushi ke geet gaye jaa
yeh jindagi hain kaaum ki tu kaum pe lutaye jaa