We speak in a hundred tones of light,
Still sing the same song every night.
From Mumbai streets to hills of snow,
Wherever we wander, we all still glow.
Different dreams, same starry sky,
You and I , we never ask why.
Food and fashion, drums and flame,
Every color calls her name.
We dance in rains, we rise in sun,
So many hearts, but only one.
Unity’s not just what we say,
It’s how we live each single day.
India moves, alive, complete,
A billion souls, one beating beat.
©®Madhumita
From Himalaya’s crown of snow,
To where the southern palm trees grow,
Flows India.. vast, serene, divine,
In every heart her stars align.
Her temples rise, her minarets gleam,
Her chants and bells unite in twilight dream.
The Ganga whispers to the sea,
“All hearts hum together, one in unity.”
Beneath her sky of golden hue,
A thousand faiths breathe in the air
The early prayers touching the morning dew.
From every home, rises a prayer the same,
For peace, for love, for her dear name.
A river of souls, both old and new,
Flows ever strong,
In unison, and ever true.
©®Madhumita
From snowy peaks to ocean’s gleam,
India flows like a timeless dream.
Saris swirl and turbans fly,
Languages bloom beneath one sky.
Drums of Assam, sitar’s song,
Echo the truth — we all belong.
Faiths may differ, hearts entwine,
In every soul, one light will shine.
Lotus, jasmine, rose and grain,
Different scents, yet one refrain.
Hands may vary, hearts agree,
Love’s the root of unity.
Bound by hope, both old and new,
Threads of a thousand hues shine through.
©®Madhumita
North to south, and east to west,
India’s rhythm beats in zest.
From Ganga’s hymn to temple bell,
A thousand tales the breezes tell.
Colors clash yet never fight,
Merging softly into light.
Voices sing in many tongues,
Still one melody is sung.
Festivals dance, the streets awake,
Every difference love can take.
Mountains rise, the deserts glow,
Unity in all we sow.
One heart, one song, one sacred art,
India beats as one great heart.
©®Madhumita
From snowy peaks to ocean wide,
A thousand tongues, yet one in pride.
Different faiths and colors gleam,
But all flow in one endless stream.
Hands may differ, hearts agree,
In every soul, beats India’s plea.
©®Madhumita
The drum of Punjab,
The flute of Banaras,
The dance of Tamil sands,
The craft of the Northeast,
Each voice a color, each song a spark,
Together, they paint the nation’s arc.
Not in sameness, but in embrace,
India lives in every face.
©®Madhumita
One Thread
From snowy peaks to ocean wide,
A thousand tongues, yet one in pride.
Different faiths and colors gleam,
But all flow in one endless stream.
Hands may differ, hearts agree—
In every soul, beats India’s plea.
©®Madhumita
