As I was running in the evening across the streets
Suited up in my tracks as I passed by the traffic lights,
I saw many young children selling small Indian Tricolors
With the orange-white-blue-green filling the sights.
I bought one too off a kid for a twenty bucks
And fitted it into my pocket as I ran farther and further,
And as I ran I started thinking harder
Doubting how could just four colours represent all of our cultures.
How could just four colours show what we are?
How could just four colours signify our various traditions?
How could just four colours be our past and present?
How could just four colours represent the entire population?
And suddenly a voice came out from the shallow depths of my pocket
'Do me a favor, Mr. Tomnoddy, and I'll answer every single one of your doubts'
Surprising me to the last strand of my hair it said,
'Take me out of your messy pocket and I'll tell you what exactly I am and about.'
And thus to my shocking surprise when I
Pulled out the small miniature of the Indian Flag
It had somehow developed a mouth and a pair of eyes
And in a deep voice it spoke with an emphasized drag.
'You doubt about my representations
And about the colours that I don, wear and possess
And thus I shall now give you a fitting explanation
Something that your rude brain might find a little difficult to process
The sacrifices that were made for the country
The Bravehearts who weren't afraid to stand out outstandingly
The ones who lived and died for the freedom of this nation
The ones who flicked away their lives willingly
And the ones who fought once the nation was free
The ones who came together to protect their motherland
Those soldiers who kept trespassers out at all costs
And protected people in calamities while keeping their lives on weak strands
Also the ones who are unnamed and unknown
The ones who gave up even their identities and are now gone
The ones who lost all individuality for a mere piece of information
To such warm hearts is dedicated the courageous bands of my Saffron.
In the land of the golden bird and the light that it spreads out
I am a representative of the purity that exists in these lands
