Collection of Indian Patriotic Poems by famous Odisha Poet Kuntala Kumari Sabat On The Path of Swaraj Countrymen, Companion, Kins and others are Are you frightened at my getting behind the bar ? It was apprehended before hand then, why do you feel so sad ? Timidity is the coward’s character A hero kills or dies himself either. In hero’s horoscope no retreat is there For sake of life he dies never. I know this war of peace is on There’s no need of bomb, bullet or gun. Neither muscle nor money is needed No carriage, horse or elephant required. This spiritual battle is there to curb the beastly power. He who, leaving aside wealth, home or relation Has adressed himself with arm of non cooperation and by non violence is urge shall reserve a place in the stage. Jail is its initial effect Death may come as ultimate. Knowing well I have entered to the war I never mind for honour or dishonour. Let my body mingle to country’s soil Let march along it one and all. Let my flesh and bones pile all holes and ditches of Swaraj fill. At all on emolation of my life to the Freedom path any man persuaded if, His Providence’s blissful desire Let be fulfilled – it is my ultimate desire. Translation by Dr. Ramakant Rout
