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Echoes Of Freedom: A Tribute To Netaji Subhash Chandra Bose.

Updated: Apr 10

By Hardik Jain


In the bygone days of yore, a tale unfolds,

Of a nation's ardour and valour that transcends moulds.

From the annals of time, a saga untold,

The Indian Freedom Struggle, an epic to behold.

A land draped in the hues of saffron and green,

Echoed with voices fierce, yet serene.

From the ghats of the Ganga to the peaks of the North,

A resolute nation, awakening its worth.

In the corridors of power, voices arose,

Champions of justice, their defiance imposed.

Subhash Chandra Bose, bold and daring,

His INA flag in battle's unfurling.

In the realm of legends, the Azad Hind Fauj was born,

A testament to the strength of his conviction, worn.

With soldiers united, from every creed and caste,

Netaji fought for freedom, unwavering contras.


Netaji Subhash Chandra Bose, a luminary so bright,

A symbol of valour, relentless in his fight.

His slogan, "GIVE ME BLOOD, AND I SHALL GIVE YOU FREEDOM,"

Echoed in hearts, inspiring a nation's kingdom.

But fate, unkind, played its part,

And tragedy struck, weighing heavy on our hearts.

Yet, even in death, his spirit remains,

Igniting hope, as the struggle sustains.

The Indian Freedom Struggle, an epic grand,

Written in the annals of this sacred land.

May we cherish the freedom we now possess,

And vow to protect it, with hearts full of zest.


THE INDIAN FREEDOM STRUGGLE FOREVER ENSHRINES,

THE INDOMITABLE SPIRIT OF A LEADER, ETCHED IN TIMELESS LINES.


By Hardik Jain



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