On my memory a word comes around,
Why are some people cruel to this ground ?
They don’t care for nature, beggar, orphan and all,
Doing harsh to our motherland are they human being at all?
We are the children , the architect of the motherland,
We can give love, care and share to the people in this land .
We the Indians should never give up to share and take care,
Whoever will come on our way to fight will dare.
We get the blessings from our old, they are our gold,
From The Mother to Mother Teresa came to our land.
They came to our land to teach us to care and share.
I love my motherland very much,
She has given me so much.
I know my grand ma’, she loves her motherland more than her mother,
So I love to give and share take care of everyone to get the blessings of her.