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The Fathers Vision
Shrouded in white,
A supportive wooden stick in one hand,
Walking towards the new era in sight,
He left his footprints on the historic Indian sand.

Advocating peace,
Upholding his virtues,
The ever lit candle of his beliefs will never cease,
So will the fruition of his toil from dusk till the dew.

Scrutinizing the progressive vision of this country,
Acting as a beacon light for his followers,
Striving to make the nation free,
A tolerant and non-violent country he tried to nurse.

His praises echo throughout,
His deeds guiding us in building a new nation,
Lifting us from inequality's drought,
This is Mahatma Gandhi, our father, whose name we recite in exaltation.

- By Yukta Hathiramani, Email: pranhathiramani7@yahoo.com