Shruti Biyani, Class IX D
He was skinny, he wore glasses,
Never supported society’s classes.
He never cared about the fruit,
But just stood up for the truth.
Father of my Nation,
Accept my salutation!
He taught us peace,
He was patient against the tease.
No leisure, no arrogance,
He just aimed for freedom’s fragrance.
He struggled for our rights,
Incredible was his non-violent fight.
Father of my Nation,
Accept my salutation!
Inspiring was his Quit India Movement,
Which emerged as India’s achievement.
When people in Jalliawala Bagh cried,
He united the Indian tribe.
Father of my Nation,
Accept my salutation!
None stopped lamenting when he died,
But his guides kept us tied.
People obeyed his commands,
He spun the independence and the yarn.
Father of my Nation,
Accept my salutation!
