Vandee Maataram

Once upon a time, we used to sing a song ,
In the morning assembly, with the sound of a gong.

we hardly knew what it meant,and never did we care,
Everybody sang it ,nobody was spared.

'Hail the motherland' it said, all that we knew.
Nobody objected ,neither me nor you.

Some of us sang it,some simply stood,
We weren't bothered if it was for bad or for good.

when the assembly broke ,we ran for the game,
And again as usual we became all the same.

Nobody was applauded for the way we sang,
And everybody of us was just one simple gang.

I see it now ,we were such a fool,
That song wasn't a song but it was a tool.

It will tell us who love the country and how much is his love
And care not for a moment ,if it kills the white dove.

Yeh, I am speaking of my National Anthem "Jana Gana Mana". I simply think that it does not deserve to be a nation's representation, after I read the story behind it.I came across a post which briefed why and when was the now praised and sang Indian national Anthem was written, by Rabindranath Tagore.It was written hailing an English delegate on his visit to India, at the time of Independence, mentioning that "all the great riches of my country, welcome you". I doesn't want to spare the one who suggested it for a National Anthem, Get Him and I will show him what I am !!! grrrrrrreee :(