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Mahatma Gandhi
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In the land of India, a soul did rise,
With wisdom and courage, he reached the skies.
Born in Gujarat, a humble birth,
But destined to change the face of the earth.
Gandhi, the name that echoed loud,
A beacon of hope in a thunderous cloud.
Lawyer by trade, he set sail for a quest,
In South Africa, he put justice to the test.
Nonviolent resistance, his weapon of choice,
He spoke for the voiceless, gave them a voice.
In the struggle for rights, he took a lead,
For civil rights and freedom, he planted the seed.
Back in India, he returned with a dream,
To end discrimination, a powerful theme.
He led the Congress, a force so grand,
Working for swaraj, across the land.
Simple in attire, a dhoti and shawl,
With truth and love, he broke every wall.
Salt March and Quit India, his rallying cry,
He stood up to the British, never shy.
Imprisoned and fasting, he bore the pain,
For justice and freedom, he’d always reign.
In the darkest hour, when violence did mar,
He preached peace and love, near and far.
Partition’s pain, he tried to mend,
Hindu, Muslim, Sikh, he’d defend.
With unity and love, he’d strive,
To keep the dream of India alive.
But darkness fell on a fateful day,
A bullet took his life away.
Yet his legacy lives on, forever bright,
A symbol of peace, a guiding light.
Gandhi Jayanti, we remember the date,
To honor the man, so great.
The Father of the Nation, Bapu so dear,
His message of nonviolence, we hold near.
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Lal Bahadur Shastri A Tribute to a Visionary Leader
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In the heart of Indian history, a stalwart did arise,
Lal Bahadur Shastri, with unwavering eyes,
Born on the second of October, a day of pride,
In Mughalsarai’s embrace, by Ganges’ side.
From humble beginnings, he charted his course,
In the pages of freedom, with fervent force,
Leaving school to join the non-cooperation fight,
For a nation’s independence, he was shining so bright.
Caste-determined surnames, he chose to shed,
With a heart for the Harijans, he led,
In the footsteps of Gandhi, his path was clear,
To serve his motherland without any fear.
A disciple of Vivekananda, Gandhi, and Besant’s lore,
He joined the struggle, seeking freedom’s door,
The Indian Independence movement he’d embrace,
With unwavering faith and a steady pace.
Within Congress, he rose to great acclaim,
A servant of the people, a respected name,
In Nehru’s cabinet, he found his place,
As Railways Minister, he’d leave his trace.
Then Home Minister, he took the lead,
In a nation’s journey, where ideals would breed,
But it was as Prime Minister, his destiny’d unfold,
A leader of substance, courageous and bold.
Promoting the White Revolution’s noble quest,
He championed milk’s cause, for all, the best,
Amul’s co-op in Anand, Gujarat’s pride,
A symbol of progress, spreading far and wide.
The Green Revolution, he fervently endorsed,
In the soil of India, its seeds were tossed,
Food grain production saw a tremendous rise,
In Punjab, Haryana, and Uttar Pradesh skies.
During the Second India–Pakistan War’s strife,
He guided the nation through a turbulent life,
With “Jai Jawan, Jai Kisan,” a mantra so dear,
For soldiers and farmers, a resounding cheer.
Tashkent Declaration’s ink was barely dry,
When destiny beckoned, it was time to say goodbye,
On the eleventh of January, in history’s art,
Lal Bahadur Shastri left, with a noble heart.
A leader, a visionary, in memory enshrined,
In India’s annals, his legacy defined,
Lal Bahadur Shastri, a man of great renown,
In the tapestry of time, forever he’ll be known.
