“𝐁𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐓 𝐊𝐈 𝐀𝐙𝐀𝐃𝐈 𝐊𝐀 𝐀𝐌𝐑𝐈𝐓”

𝐀𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝟏𝟓𝐭𝐡, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 : 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥

𝘐𝘴 𝘬𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘢 𝘬𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘦𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘢 𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳 𝘺𝘦𝘩 𝘩𝘢𝘪 𝘬𝘪 𝘩𝘶𝘮 𝘢𝘱𝘯𝘪 𝘢𝘢𝘻𝘢𝘥𝘪 𝘬𝘪 𝘬𝘢𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘪 𝘬𝘰 𝘦𝘬 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘬 𝘣𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘪, 𝘭𝘦𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘨𝘢𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘪 𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘢𝘻 𝘮𝘦𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘢𝘢𝘥 𝘬𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘪𝘯. 𝘉𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘵 𝘬𝘦 𝘷𝘦𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘯 𝘬𝘪 𝘲𝘶𝘳𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘺𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘶𝘳 𝘶𝘯𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘱𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘬𝘰 𝘺𝘢𝘢𝘥 𝘬𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦 𝘩𝘶𝘦, 𝘩𝘶𝘮 𝘢𝘱𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘩 𝘬𝘦 𝘷𝘪𝘬𝘴𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘬𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘱𝘯𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘬𝘩𝘵𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘫𝘰 1947 𝘴𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘬𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘢𝘫 𝘵𝘢𝘬 𝘬𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘧𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘶𝘳 𝘔𝘰𝘥𝘪 𝘑𝘪 𝘬𝘦 𝘯𝘢𝘺𝘦 𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘥𝘵𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘪. 𝘠𝘦𝘩 𝘬𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘢 𝘦𝘬 𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘩 𝘴𝘦 𝘶𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘰𝘯 𝘬𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘫𝘢𝘭𝘪 𝘩𝘢𝘪, 𝘫𝘪𝘯𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘱𝘯𝘪 𝘫𝘢𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘦 𝘬𝘢𝘳 𝘉𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘵 𝘬𝘰 𝘢𝘻𝘢𝘢𝘥 𝘬𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘺𝘢, 𝘢𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘳 𝘏𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘪 𝘬𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘦𝘪𝘯 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘣𝘩𝘢𝘬𝘵𝘪 𝘬𝘢 𝘦𝘬 𝘯𝘢𝘺𝘢 𝘫𝘶𝘯𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘫𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘦 𝘬𝘪 𝘬𝘰𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘩𝘢𝘪.

 

 

Aaj fir se aaya hai woh ek din,

Jab Bharat ne apni kahani thi likhi,

Satattar (77) saalon ke yeh lambe safar mai,

Har qadam par shaheedon ki qurbani thi.

 

Azadi ke din ki yaad hi hai asal sukoon,

Jab Bharat ne payi thi apni asli rooh,

Jis lahu se rang gayi thi apni yeh zameen,

Jaha veeron ne sapno ko diya tha apna aasmaan.

 

Tirange ke rangon ko dekh, bhigti hai aankhen,

Jismein chhupi hai veeron ki amar yaadein,

Aazadi ke is paavan din par sabko hai milna,

Aur dil se unka swaagat, hum sab ko hai karna.

 

Khoon se tilak hua tha jahan,

Aaj phir se khilte hai phool wahan,

Kisne socha tha, woh chhoti si chingari,

Banegi ek aazadi ki mashal ki roshni.

 

Lahu ke qatre qatre mein,

Veer jawanon ka hai karz,

Zindagi se bhari thi jo sarzameen,

Ab hai swaraj ka khwab hamara farz.

 

Shaheedon ki wo kahani, 

Khoon se jo likhi gayi thi, 

Aaj usi ke safar mein, 

Har ek-ke dil mein, unki yaadein basi hain.

 

Azadi ke is din pe hai ek naya junoon, 

Zameen se aasmaan tak, hai jashn ka sukoon, 

Har dil mein swaraj ka iraada hai gehra, 

Bharat ka esa naya rang, jo har dil mein chaa gaya.

 

Yeh din hai Bharat ke sapno ka, 

Un sapno ka jo hue the true, 

Azadi ki is kahani mein, 

Har pal hain shaheedon ko tribute.

 

Jahan-jahan hai humari yaadein basi,

Un jagaon pe hai veeron ka waas,

Azadi ki is kahani mein,

Har shabd mein hai unka ehsaas.

 

1947 ka woh din yaad hai, 

Jab azadi ne khushiyon ka paighaam diya, 

200 saalon se andheraa jo tha, 

Ek din mein roshni se bhar diya.

 

1947 ke andheray se nikal kar, 

Bharat ne ek naya sapna sajaya, 

Har gaon, har sheher mein ujala failaya, 

Aur har dil mein deshbhakti ka saaya hain bharaya.

 

Yeh Bharat ka naya iraada hai, 

Viksit Bharat ka sapna humara hai, 

Azadi ke is din mein jo aasha hai, 

Har deshbhakt ka dil usmein basa hai.

 

Modiji ka sandesh hai, ek nayi raah dikhana,

Sapno mein hai Viksit Bharat ka ek naya iraada.

Yaadon mein ab tak hai woh andhera kuch zyada.

Lekin 2047 tak har gaon aur sheher mein failana hai ujala.

 

Lal Qile se aaj fir, lehraega tiranga apni shaan se,

ModiJi denge apna sandesh, ek  naye arman se.

Jinhone apni jaan di, desh ke naam,

Unke liye hai yeh din, ek gaurav aur aashirwad ka paigam.

 

Yeh unka gyaarvan bhashan hoga,

Aur pehli baar unke teesre tenure mein.

Bharat ki unnati, viksit desh ka iraada,

Har Hindustani ke dil mein, unke har thought mein.

 

Aaj ke mehmaan bhi hai khaas, 

Kisan, yuva, aur nari ke saath, 

Panchayat se le kar sheher ki raahon tak, 

Sab ka hai yeh din, ek behtareen nishaan.

 

(4000) Chaar Hazaar mehmaan aayenge iss baar,

ModiJi ka sapna, Bharat ka viksit sansaar,

(18000) Attarah Hazaar ka e-invitation,

Laye apno ko ek sath aur di nayi pehchaan.

 

(1000) Kisano ka sammaan hai sabse pehle, 

Kyunki yeh hai desh ki maati ki shaan, 

(300) Nari shakti ka gaurav bi toh hai, 

Unki mehnat se desh ho raha mahaan.

 

(300) Panchayati Raj aur (600) Yuva ka utsah,

Bharat ke viksit safar ka pramaan,

(300) Tribal Affairs, (200) School Shiksha, aur (150) Sehat,

Sabhi ke khusiyon ka hain pyara uphaar.

 

(200) Border Roads Organisation ke veer,

Rakhte hai seema par nigahein,

(150) Sports se le kar (1200) Niti Aayog tak,

Sabke liye hai desh ka dil aur uski aawazen.

 

Har ghar mein lehraega tiranga,

Modi Ji ka yeh hai aagya pramaan,

Har gali, har sheher mein,

Goonjega deshbhakti ka ye paighaam.

 

Aazadi ka yeh din sirf Bharat ka hi nahi,

North Korea, South Korea, Bahrain ka bhi hai samaan,

Republic of Congo aur Liechtenstein bhi,

Maanate hai aaj ke din apna utkarsh aur abhimaan.

 

Yeh hai aazadi ka Amrit Mahotsav,

Jismein milti hai shaheedon ki yaad,

Har pal hota hain ek yaadgar smaranotsav,

Lehrata Tiranga dekh, sabke dil mein umadta khushi ka jazbaat.

 

“ꜱʜᴀʜᴇᴇᴅᴏɴ ᴋɪ ʏᴀᴀᴅᴏɴ ꜱᴇ ʜᴀɪ ʀᴏꜱʜᴀɴ ʙʜᴀʀᴀᴛ ᴋɪ ʀᴀᴀʜ, 

ᴜɴᴋᴇ ʟᴀʜᴜ ꜱᴇ ꜱᴀᴊᴀ ʜᴀɪ, ᴀᴀᴢᴀᴅɪ ᴋᴀ ʜᴀʀ ɪᴍᴛɪʜᴀᴀɴ.”

 

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