PANDIT PARTHA BOSE AT THE SESQUICENTENNIAL CELEBRATION OF 'VANDE MĀTARAM' BEFORE PM MODI IN NEW DELHI

PANDIT PARTHA BOSE AT THE SESQUICENTENNIAL CELEBRATION OF 'VANDE MĀTARAM' BEFORE PM MODI IN NEW DELHI

After the momentous occasion before the P.M., although it was A.M., you have been MODIFIED. Now march on, O minstrel of Maihar, across the length and breadth of the motherland strumming the strings of your sitar, singing the song that in gushing streams in endless bend floweth forth from the heart of the Bent One (Bānke Bihāri) in reverent adoration of Her who, His form apparent, in vast embrace is holding us all. 

150 years of stellar glow 

Amidst the darkness 

Of the nightly flow 

Have now sought home 

In your digits free 

To sing in glee, 

To sing in glee 

Of the Mother who 

In blissful mood 

Is beckoning thee 

Towards the sea 

To release thy song

From phrase and form 

From bend and bind 

And structured norm

From unfolding ever,

The evolving tree,

To final fruition

Where sayeth the Mother,

"O child of Mine,

THOU ART ME!"