Every citizen of India must remember that...he is an Indian and he has every right in this country but with certain ...duties. Sardar Vallabh Bhai Patel

Every citizen of India must remember that...he is an Indian and he has every right in this country but with certain ...duties. Sardar Vallabh Bhai Patel

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