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

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Come brother Hindu! Come Musalman! Come Buddhist! Come Christian! Let us transcend all barriers, let us forsake forever all smallness, all lies, all selfishness and let us call brothers as brothers. We shall quarrel no more

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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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I am the rebel eternal

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

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

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

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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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Who talks of Hindus and Muslims? My motherland is crying for its children. We are not Hindus and Muslims. We are united together

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The sword of the victorious man who has never been alone, inspired, empowered, victorious women

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