Apparently, I've acted like a terrorist. But I'm not a terrorist. Mahatma Gandhi
Our aim may be as high as the endless sky, but we should have a resolve in our minds to walk ahead, hand-in-hand, for victory will be ours. Atal Bihari Vajpayee
We are Indians, firstly and lastly. B.R. Ambedkar
I declare that the blows struck at me today will be the last nails in the coffin of British rule in India. Go back Siman Lala Lajpat Rai
Forget not that the grossest crime is to compromise with injustice and wrong. Remember the eternal law: you must give, if you want to get. Netaji Subhash Chandra Bose
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
Apparently, I've acted like a terrorist. But I'm not a terrorist. Mahatma Gandhi
Our aim may be as high as the endless sky, but we should have a resolve in our minds to walk ahead, hand-in-hand, for victory will be ours. Atal Bihari Vajpayee
We are Indians, firstly and lastly. B.R. Ambedkar
I declare that the blows struck at me today will be the last nails in the coffin of British rule in India. Go back Siman Lala Lajpat Rai
Forget not that the grossest crime is to compromise with injustice and wrong. Remember the eternal law: you must give, if you want to get. Netaji Subhash Chandra Bose
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