From inside the Great Walls there in Beijing
Down it came thundering
Past the Himalayan mounts
Down to that Cape to reverberate
On the rocks where
The Saint lives in sacred memories
The sweet screeching sound
Most deafening
Of a gorgeous golden bird
Making billion hearts throbbing with joy…
Bindra! We heard it! You shot it down!
An individual gold in the world’s
Most prestigious ancient sporting event;
The first ever; though a humble one
To those there with so many in hand
To us, your country men
It’s a gift valued in billions
Your shooting arms have held our heads high
Made the Tri Color in excellence fly
The entire nation bows;
Is proud of you...
Oh! Dear Mother Land!
August 2008 11th, this day
Is a happy day to celebrate;
Hail you and your son, Abhinav
PS: For the world readers…Indian shooter Abinav Bindra wins gold in the Men’s 10 m Air Rifle event in Beijing…The first ever Indian gold in individual events in the history of Olympics
11 08 08
Kesav Venkat Easwaran
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