Patriotic Energy Booster …Vande Mataram
- Vande Mataram has some special importance in the history of India and specially during freedom movement . Vande Mataram encouraged people to fight against British rule at that time in India
- Bankim Chandra Chattopadhyay wrote the lyrics of Vande Mataram well before he penned Anandamath, his novel, which described unified Bengal’s sanyasi uprising against tyrannical Muslim rule in the 1770s.
- Before it was adopted as the `National Song’ at the Congress’ Varanasi session on September 7, 1905, Vande Mataram had won India’s heart as its war cry of freedom.
It was brought at par with the National Anthem officially by the Constituent Assembly on
January 24, 1950.
- The pan-Islamic diatribe against Vande Mataram because of its ‘idolatrous’ content began in the 1890s. India’s Congress party capitulated before Islamic opposition at its Kakinada session in 1923 not only on the Vande Mataram issue, but also to virtually all symbols and values held national and sacrosanct.
- The hasty withdrawal for the compulsory singing of Vande Mataram by the Union Human Resource Development Ministry has been brought on by the fact that this evocative song, which is recited at the conclusion of every session of India’s state Assemblies and Parliament as per convention, means little to those steeped in obnoxious politico-religious ‘correctness.’
- The HRD ministerial diktat to compulsorily sing the song throughout the country on September 7 occupied much media space and re-ignited a debate on India’s national song and its acrimonious journey over the last 130 years.
- India continues to wage a relentless battle to navigate through notoriously sanitised and ideologically doctored versions of its timeless history, with considerable schisms in the nation’s polity and mind.
- Vande Mataram was published in the literary magazine, Bangadarshan. In the first edition the struggle of the Sanyasi was directed against the British like Clive and Hastings. The theme of the novel was rebellion of ‘Displaced Peasants’ and ‘Demobilised Soldiers’ against the British Rule.
- In Devnagari , it is as follows
सुहासिनीं सुमधुर भाषिणीम्
सुखदां वरदां मातरम्।। १।। वन्दे मातरम्।
अबला केन मा एत बले।
बहुबलधारिणीं नमामि तारिणीं
रिपुदलवारिणीं मातरम्।। २।।
तुमि विद्या, तुमि धर्म
तुमि हृदि, तुमि मर्म
त्वम् हि प्राणा: शरीरे
बाहुते तुमि मा शक्ति,
हृदये तुमि मा भक्ति,
तोमारई प्रतिमा गडि
त्वम् हि दुर्गा दशप्रहरणधारिणी
सुजलां सुफलाम् मातरम्।। ४।।
धरणीं भरणीं मातरम्।। ५।।
- Translation of Vande Mataram rendered by Aurobindo Ghose which has been adopted by the Government of India’s national portal. The original Vande Mataram consists of six stanzas and the translation in prose for the complete poem by Shri Aurobindo appeared in Karmayogin, 20 November 1909.
Mother, I salute thee!
Rich with thy hurrying streams,
bright with orchard gleams,
Cool with thy winds of delight,
Dark fields waving Mother of might,
Glory of moonlight dreams,
Over thy branches and lordly streams,
Clad in thy blossoming trees,
Mother, giver of ease
Laughing low and sweet!
Mother I kiss thy feet,
Speaker sweet and low!
Mother, to thee I salute.
Who hath said thou art weak in thy lands
When the swords flash out in seventy million hands
And seventy million voices roar
Thy dreadful name from shore to shore?
With many strengths who art mighty and stored,
To thee I call Mother and Lord!
Thou who savest, arise and save!
To her I cry who ever her foeman drove
Back from plain and Sea
And shook herself free.
Thou art wisdom, thou art law,
Thou art heart, our soul, our breath
Thou art love divine, the awe
In our hearts that conquers death.
Thine the strength that nerves the arm,
Thine the beauty, thine the charm.
Every image made divine
In our temples is but thine.
Thou art Durga, Lady and Queen,
With her hands that strike and her
swords of sheen,
Thou art Lakshmi lotus-throned,
And the Muse a hundred-toned,
Pure and perfect without peer,
Mother lend thine ear,
Rich with thy hurrying streams,
Bright with thy orchard gleems,
Dark of hue O candid-fair
In thy soul, with bejeweled hair
And thy glorious smile divine,
Loveliest of all earthly lands,
Showering wealth from well-stored hands!
Mother, mother mine!
Mother sweet, I salute thee,
Mother great and free!