Mora is two Kusum Hindu Muslims in one stalk. The Hindu is his eye, the Muslim is his soul

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There is no hatred of religion, no hatred of caste, no hatred of caste, no pride of nobility among us. We have known each other as brothers and part of the same unbroken Mahatma from the bottom of our hearts

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I am the rebel eternal

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I am the drum and the trident of the pinak bearing Shiva

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It is God who is heard through the voice of the poet

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There’s no distinction of clime, age, and person, there’s one indivisible, Universal Brotherhood

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Whatever great or benevolent achievements that are in this world, half of that was by woman, the other half by man

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Some say my words are false, some say they are infidels. I say neither. I'm just trying to shake hands with Hindus and Muslims, trying to turn swearing into hugs

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I have been accused of sedition. To plead for me, the king of all kings, the judge of all judges, the eternal truth the living God. I am a poet; I have been sent by God to express the unexpressed, to portray the unportrayed

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On one hand is the crown of the state and on the other is the flaming comet. One is the king with the mandate to convict. The other is the truth, bearing the truth of justice

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