Thank You, Dhuhibala,For Your Grace!

In Dhuhi's heart, the tune of progress plays,
With blessings of the mind in joyous ways,
Embracing pleasure in its sweet embrace,
This land of neither dust nor sand, a grace.

A flood of breezy land, with greenery in crops,
Ruby chubby rice, where life never stops,
The man of grains, the field of paddy,
Where knowledge blooms and culture's embrace is steady.

In scholarly pursuits, our hearts take flight,
Guided by science, knowledge shining bright,
Dhuhi's soul awakened, no longer blind,
In its embrace, progress we shall find.

Buds of hope in twigs within its bosom,
Foundation strong, from Boroliya's wisdom,
Fertility's land, left by river Nona,
Creativity's rain, a gift from Dhuhi's persona.

Mesmerizing paths, picturesque beauty,
Grateful sons, embracing their duty,
Hail Dhuhibala! Jindabad Dhuhibala!
In your sacred heart, progress shall prevail.

Oh, birthplace mine, your song of progress rings,
With blessings pure, and joy it brings,
Embracing pleasure in its sweet embrace,
Thank you, Dhuhibala, for your grace!