Vande Mataram

This is the story of a tiny tot, whose love and sacrifice for her Motherland Bharath, would ever remain shining in golden letters in the history of India's freedom struggle. This little girl hailing from a village in the North East of India, truly was the daughter of Mother India.

This was enacted by Bal Vikas Children from Maharashtra during Ashadi Ekadashi Festival 2002 in the DIVINE Presence.

Those were the days of our independence struggle. Motivated by their sheer love and patriotic feeling for their Motherland, one day, in a small remote village in the North East of India, the elders of the village got together to decide as to what could be done to help boost the morale of the independence movement. They decided that in the evening at 6:00 pm they would all carry the national flag and hoist it on the flag post near the police station. As they were quite sure that their attempt was going to be thwarted by the police and that blood shed and loss of life were most likely, they decided to march in rows of five so that even if the first five were shot down, the precious National Flag could be handed over to the row behind. While this planning was on a little cute girl came on to the scene and asked the elders in her own innocent, but serious tone.

Little girl: " Uncle, can I also join in the march? "
Elderly Man: "No beta, this is not meant for small children. Only the elders will take part; because there is danger to life".
The little girl again in her innocent charming way asked the elderly gentle man: "But I can also die for my Motherland"

But, this little voice was unheard and unanswered.

It was 5:31 pm., the scheduled hour, the appointed time. As was planned, all the elders of the village got together near the village police station and as per the plan five rows of people, one after the other, stood facing the flag post. Then the front row, having the flag in hand, moved slowly and steadily towards the flag post with loud chanting of 'Vande Mataram'. As the row proceeded, the showers of bullets from the British soldiers pierced their chests. As they fell down, the last man with National Flag in his hand turned back and handed over the flag to the next row. Holding the National Flag aloft, with loud shouts of "Vande Mataram', they moved forward undeterred. And once again a spray of bullets downed those heroic sons of India mercilessly. Same thing happened to the third, fourth and fifth row. The last man who was holding the National Flag in the fifth row soon realised that there was no row behind him which could take the flag to the post as his was the last row. Up came the little girl, who ran towards the last man struggling to hold the National Flag aloft. She took the National Flag in her hand and said, "Uncle, don't you worry. I am not scared of bullets. I will take the flag to the post." The young girl with great courage and with great conviction, as an exemplar of the heroic daughters of her Motherland moved forward holding aloft the National Flag, shouting at the peak of her voice, 'Vande Mataram, Vande Mataram, Vande Mataram…' Boldly she stepped ahead and reached a few steps away from the flag post. While she was making her strides, the police men were wondering how they would shoot this tiny tot. But mercy was alien to them As she was a few inches away from the flag post, the police opened fire and several bullets pierced the chest of that innocent little girl who loved her country more than anything else. Even her physical frame struggled to balance and hold the Flag aloft, realising that she was just a few inches away from the post, she cried out, "Ma! Ma! Oh Ma! Help me Ma! I have to reach the post. And, the Flag cannot touch the ground." And without letting the flag to fall, that brave little one put the flag in the hole of her bullet riddled chest, and shouted at the top of her voice, " Vande Mataram..Vande Mataram..Vande Mataram.." And she fell down, still holding the National Flag aloft, calling out for her dearest Motherland, and breathed her last.

Glory of Bharatiya Culture in Max Mueller's eyes

"If I were asked under what sky the human mind has most deeply pondered over the greatest problems of life, and has found solutions to some of them which well deserved the attention even of those who have studied Plato and Kant, I should point to India.

And if I were to ask myself from what literature we who have been nurtured almost exclusively on the thoughts of the Greeks and Romans, and of one Semitic race, may draw the corrective which is most wanted in order to make our inner life more perfect, more comprehensible, more universal, in fact a more human life, I should again point to India".