Be the String

The string that holds the flag,

The string that adorns the wrist.

The string that doesn't care about saffron, white or green,

The string that doesn't care about blood ties.

The strings that unfurls it against the sky,

The string that makes the sky her dream.

The string that makes you proud of her,

The string that makes her proud of you.

The string that makes your eyes moist when you are away,

The string that makes you smile with pride when she is praised.

The string that promises to honour and respect,

The string that promises to protect and love.

The string that belongs to the motherland,

The string that belongs to the sibling.

Be the string of her strength.