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My Motherland India

Dec 9, 2024
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Updated: Jul 11, 2025

By Viyaan Assudani


I love my country,

I don’t say anything bluntly.


Proud to be an Indian,

In school, I study about amphibians.


India is home to different cultures,

The temples here have beautiful sculptures.


We celebrate all festivals with joy,

All of them we truly enjoy! 


There are so many different cities,

In their own way, everything is so pretty,


I love my motherland with all my heart,

For my country, I do my part.


I salute my country each day,

I love it in my own way.


My country is no doubt the best, 

Where great souls rest.


By Viyaan Assudani

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