My dear friends,<\/p>\n
AF version of the original gitanjali has been penned by me as an outburst of the events occurring in the Armed Forces. I hope, it stimulates the peace loving mind\u00a0to achieve ……………\u00a0 The original Gitanjali by Tagore is appended below.<\/p>\n
GITANJALI \u2013 AF version<\/strong> A salute for the Armed Forces ————————————————————————————<\/p>\n GITANJALI – Original By Rabindranath Tagore<\/p>\n —————————————————————————————<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" My dear friends, AF version of the original gitanjali has been penned by me as an outburst of the events occurring in the Armed Forces. I hope, it stimulates the peace loving mind\u00a0to achieve ……………\u00a0 The original Gitanjali by Tagore … Continue reading
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\nHead Without Tear<\/span>
\nWhere the action is without tear and the salute is held high;
\nWhere leadership is a tree;
\nWhere the forces has not been broken up
\nInto fragments by narrow regimented walls;
\nWhere orders come out from the depth of experience;
\nWhere tireless training stretches its arms towards dedication;
\nWhere the clear stream of capability
\nhas not lost its way in the mandatory courses of staff duties and appointments;
\nWhere the action is led forward by thee into ever-increasing honour —
\nInto that ARMY of pride, my chief, let my forces live.
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\nHeart Without Fear<\/span>
\nWhere each activity is without fear and the rank is beaten down;
\nWhere silence is free;
\nWhere the ranks are broken up into fragments by thick regulations;
\nWhere words come out from the noise of shallowness;
\nWhere tireless scheming stretches its arms on the greens;
\nWhere the science of warfare
\nhas lost its way in pay and precedence;
\nWhere the rank is led forward by glee into ever-enlarging meet and eat —
\nInto that shell of life, my chief, put my enemy best.
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\nMind Without Fear<\/span>
\nWhere the mind is without fear and the head is held high;
\nWhere knowledge is free;
\nWhere the world has not been broken up
\ninto fragments by narrow domestic walls;
\nWhere words come out from the depth of truth;
\nWhere tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection;
\nWhere the clear stream of reason
\nhas not lost its way into the dreary desert sand of dead habit;
\nWhere the mind is led forward by thee into ever-widening thought and action —
\nInto that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake.<\/p>\n