She is beautiful, she is great, I am her child it's my good fate. To describe her, for me, it's impossible my mother India, she is incredible. Wearing a beautiful crown on her head, she is lying on the vast ocean bed. The rivers from God's abode flow through her and makes her pure for ever. My mother land is the precious place on earth here great souls have taken birth. From east and west many came here but none were able to destroy her. It i s at her feet that the three oceans meet they become pure by touching her feet Her feelings inspired all a lot that's why for her, many have fought. She is my deity, she is my soul above all she is the mother of all. For me she is equal to God my love for her is pure than gold.