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kazi Nazrul Islam
Hindu-Muslim two brothers
They are the two eyes of India
Two young firs and kadam saplings in one garden.
Like the Ganges and the Indus
Goes on indefinitely
One comes from the Himalayas, one is lost in the sea.
Bulbuls and cuckoos
Go to one ear, call,
Bhagirathi Jamuna Boy Mother's pair of eyes.
Brothers and sisters quarreling
In the lap of a mother
It is sweet that this quarrel can be followed by brother.
Maya is more eye-catching than a boy in her womb,
The guest was in the past, today he is a friendly neighbor.
Rose belly with flowers
I play on the same mother's chest,
Those who are crazy are different in the way of Allah.
Wow the article choice is very beautiful. Actually i am also a philanthropist. But some people hate communities some people for different religion.