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Ongoing, First published Mar 27, 2021
'where the mind without fear' is •poem• ~ written by 
"RABINDRANATH TAGORE"
*WRITER ACCIVEMENTS*
~Frist non-european to win a "NOBLE PRIZE" in literature
~He has made "THE NATIONAL ANTHEM" OF *INDIA*

∆ ABOUT THE POEM ∆
TAGORE HIMSELF PUBLISHED THE WORK IN ©GITANJALI©
THE POEM WAS TITLED AS °PRATHNA° WHICH WAS WRITTEN IN BENGALI  
! LATER TRANSLATED IN ENGLISH !
_THE POET IS IN A FORM OF A PRAYER TO THE WORLD 
ADDRESSING TO THE THEE_

#SUMMARY#

"Where The Mind Is Without Fear" is a pre-independent poem in which the poet sincerely urges to God to awake his fellow beings for the realization that the essential need to live in a free and united country. He wants his countrymen to awake and enjoy the life of full dignity and honour.

His countrymen would not be superstitious or believers of blind faith rather than they would lead the life of enlightened and educated.
He wishes to the people, to be honest, open-minded and industrious. Then only they would stretch their 'arms towards perfection' and the nation can actually achieve the apex of success.

They need to use their reasons over their blind faiths and must be ready to accept new thoughts and ideas. He requests God to free his country from manipulation, corruption, and slavery. He yearns for an awakened country where there would be freedom of the mind and expression of ideas.

The poem invokes the deep patriotic feelings. Our country is subjugated by castes, creed, superstitious beliefs and and biased ideas. Tagore earnestly appeals to God that a country would be where people's 'head is high' and 'knowledge is free'.

His country would not be divided and fragmented into pieces due to their narrow thoughts. They should express their words not from the mind but from 'the depth of truth' and heart.

✓Therefore, this poem is remarkable to a great extent which expresses the intensity of the feeling of freedom. His poem is universal in its appeal and envisions the 'heaven of freedom' and happier future for
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