If there is one place on the face of earth where all the dreams of living men have found a home from the very earliest days when man began the dream of existence, it is India. By: Romain Rolland (Roman Scholar)
The shots that hit me are the last nails to the coffin of the British rule in India. Lala Lajpat Rai
In attaining our ideals, our means should be as pure as the end. Dr Rajendra Prasad
Mother, I bow to thee! Rich with thy hurrying streams, Bright with orchard gleams, Cool with thy winds of delight, Green fields waving, Mother of might, Mother free. Glory of moonlight dreams, Over thy branches and lordly streams, Clad in thy blossoming trees, Mother, giver of ease, Laughing low and sweet! Mother I kiss thy feet, Speaker sweet and low! Mother, to thee I bow. Bankim Chandra Chaterjee
India has two million gods, and worships them all. In religion all other countries are paupers; India is the only millionaire. Mark Twain
If yet your blood does not rage, then it is water that flows in your veins. For what is the flush of youth, if it is not of service to the motherland.-Chandra Shekhar Azad
If there is one place on the face of earth where all the dreams of living men have found a home from the very earliest days when man began the dream of existence, it is India. By: Romain Rolland (Roman Scholar)
The shots that hit me are the last nails to the coffin of the British rule in India. Lala Lajpat Rai
In attaining our ideals, our means should be as pure as the end. Dr Rajendra Prasad
Mother, I bow to thee! Rich with thy hurrying streams, Bright with orchard gleams, Cool with thy winds of delight, Green fields waving, Mother of might, Mother free. Glory of moonlight dreams, Over thy branches and lordly streams, Clad in thy blossoming trees, Mother, giver of ease, Laughing low and sweet! Mother I kiss thy feet, Speaker sweet and low! Mother, to thee I bow. Bankim Chandra Chaterjee
India has two million gods, and worships them all. In religion all other countries are paupers; India is the only millionaire. Mark Twain
If yet your blood does not rage, then it is water that flows in your veins. For what is the flush of youth, if it is not of service to the motherland.-Chandra Shekhar Azad