There's some corner of a foreign field,
where everyone is bield.
A dust whom India bore, shaped and made aware,
where we breathe the same air.
Gave her flowers to love her ways to roam,
washed by the rivers, blessed by suns of home.
And this heart, all evil shed away,
Somewhere gives back the thoughts by India given.
A pulse in the entire heart and mind is no less,
And laughters learnt of friends and gentleness.
India a motherland, became like Helen,
In hearts at peace, under a united country like heaven.
But most of all, express your thanks,
For every soldier's biggest and personal sacrifice.
In order to save our country,
They risked their entire lives.
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My comments on the poem "The Indian soldiers”
In the poem “The soldier” by Rupert Brooke (1887-1915), he says :
“If I should die, think only this of me:
That there’s some corner of a foreign field
That is for ever England. There shall be
In that rich earth a richer dust concealed;
A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware,
Gave, once, her flowers to love, her ways to roam,
A body of England’s, breathing English air,
Washed by the rivers, blest by suns of home….”
https://poets.org/poem/soldier-0
Indians abroad :
“32 million NRIs
“According to a Ministry of External Affairs report, there are 32 million NRIs and PIOs (including OCIs) residing outside India; and overseas Indians comprise the world's largest overseas diaspora. Every year 2.5 million (25 lakhs) Indians migrate overseas, which is the highest annual number of migrants in the world.”
https://www.google.mu/search?q=number+of+Indians+abroad&sca_esv=....
Debt of the West towards India :
“(…) India, it has been said, suffers today, in the estimation of the world, more through the world's ignorance of her achievements than the absence or insignificance of those achievements. The work of three generations of scholars has done much to dispel the clouds of prejudice which prevent the West from appreciating the true greatness of Indian culture, but much remains to be done. Even the greatest of Indian rulers are still scarcely known by name to the general reader, and Indian art and architecture are regarded as grotesque and unfamiliar. More and more, however, we are beginning to realize the innumerable contacts, throughout the course of history, between East and West, and their mutual indebtedness in language, literature, art, and philosophy. As time goes on, it will be increasingly realized that a knowledge of the history and culture of India is essential to the foundation of a proper understanding of the origin and growth of Western civilisation. The intellectual debt of Europe to Sanskrit literature, already great, may well become greater in the course of years. (P : 36, 37) -- H. G. RAWLINSON. (…)”
From "THE LEGACY OF INDIA." (Edited by G. T. Garratt). Oxford : The Clarendon Press, 1937.
Full acknowledgements are made to the authors, publishers and rights-holders.
Many achievements of Indian civilization remain unparalleled. Where an Indian dies abroad forever remains a corner of India…
Soman Ragavan. 3 September, 2023. //
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Yes..Indeed!
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