My heart beats hot like a blazing fire,
Mother, I am writing you this letter.
For my country, I am ready to become dust,
Draped in saffron robes of honor and trust.
I say this holding soil in fist.
My heart beats hot like a blazing fire,
Mother, I am writing you this letter.
The enemy has crossed our borders today,
So we too have pitched our camps to stay.
Now I march ahead, to merge with the soil,
My heart beats hot like a blazing fire,.
Mother, I am writing you this letter.
I will raise the tricolour on the frontier high,
Or return wrapped in it, if I must die.
Mother, I speak no false or hollow word
My heart beats hot like a blazing fire,
Mother, I am writing you this letter.
You too will feel proud once more,
Father’s chest will swell like never before.
If I live, I’ll come home on leave someday.
My heart beats hot like a blazing fire,
Mother, I am writing you this letter.
7.07pm 27 Dec 2025


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