YOU MUJIB,
Md. Abdul Mannan Yaqubi
You are the morning sun that rises
Like an Incarnadine plate to remove
The darkness of night and
The sweet smile of the moon
Among the numerous twinkling
Stars in the sky of Bengal.
YOU MUJIB,
In the garden of Bengal, girt with
Green trees, rivers, flowers, fruits
And corns, you are the most beautiful
Of known and unknown blowing
Flowers. Your beauty brings the tide of
Pleasure In the heart of people and
The gentle breeze spreads your
Fragrant all around.
YOU MUJIB,
You are an exceptional generation in this
Red green Bengal, the playground
Of nature. Due to your advent,
Bengal and her people have got
The new spirit and become
Praise worthy; the forests
Have awaken charmingly;
The land has got fertility;
The rivers are ebullient enough
To flow highly and the shores
Are cheered with the joy of
Victory; The destructive clouds
Have disappeared and the sky
Has got open generosity;
The birds are chirping sweetly
In the branches of trees in
The forests and the Spring, king of
The seasons, has got the fearless
And ever freed cuckoos with whose
Melodious cooing, this ever green
Bengal is resounded.
YOU MUJIB,
You are the slap on the face of exploiters
Like the lion's paw and the roaring
Like the tiger to drive out the hyaena.
Hearing your roaring, the ferocious
Become restless in fear and run
To and fro in search of forest to hide
To protect themselves from death.
YOU MUJIB,
You are the bright vesper of bearing
The indication of eradicating
The dependability; the flowing
River of rising the high tide
Of independence; the writing
Of the writers; the sharp sword
Of victory in the mighty hand
Of the heroes; the great unresisted
Inspiration for the armed forces
To march on and the supreme
Leader of growing the awareness
Of "Either independence or death".
YOU MUJIB,
You are in this charming Bengal, a
Revolutionary hero having the voice
Like the thunderbolt with magic power.
You are the greatest orator.
Your speech is sweet.Your political
Ideology is truth and realistic.
Your head is ever high and
Your heart is the vast realm of
Generosity. You were restless and
The protesting vocal for the right,
Riches, peace and prosperity
Of the people of Bengal. Your dream
And meditation is to make the nation
Ever glorious. For this, in your speech
On 7 March in 1970 you enjoined
Upon the people of Bengal for unity
To go against the exploiters and
Declared, " This time the struggle is for
Freedom and this time the struggle is for
Liberation
YOU MUJIB,
You are our father of the nation.
To us you are our gem, pride,
Memorable, acceptable, model,
All respectful and unprecedented
A desired leader. This is why, in
Answer to your call of independence
Of the motherland the unprotected
Wave of courage like the tiger,
Awareness and excitement for
The struggle grew newly In the mind
Of the child, the young and the old.
Not only that the sky, the air and
The land were echoed with
The sound of revolutionary
Procession of the people and your
Injunctions were carried everywhere.
At least, after nine month,
The exploiters had to ran away
Because of the inability to bear
The Bengal Attack of the Bengali.
Thus the people of Bangladesh
Achieved their desired flag
Of red green colour and
The independent and sovereign
Bangladesh took a glorious place
In the map of the world.
YOU MUJIB,
You are the greatest Bengali of thousand
Years, founder of the independence
Of Bangladesh, the rising sun of the Independence and sovereignty
Of this country. We know the sun
Sets blushing in the west after
The end of the day, but you set
With your family at the firing of
Some miscreants like hyaenas
Staining your own land with your
Blood. On 15 August every year
The whole nation weeps
At the sight of it.
YOU MUJIB,
With a view to speaking for
The country and the nation,
You fell victim to oppression
By the oppressor many times.
You were accused of a lot of
False cases and got imprisoned
Groundlessly. For this, the suffering
Of your family knew know bounds.
Finally you became martyr
At the bullet of some miscreants
In the dear mother land.
YOU MUJIB,
Being a successful father of
The family, you left a brave
And a successful daughter
Sheikh Hassina, a popular leader
Of the country. She took revenge
For your assassination by cutting
The tongue of sucking blood of
Those hyaenas.
YOU MUJIB,
You thought others as yourself
And dedicate yourself for others.
The development of both Bengal
And Bengali was your task, thoughts,
Dream and research. This is why,
You have won the heart
Of the people of Bengal.
Actually you are a legend and
Your example is yourself only.
Your are immortal, and
Ever lived your name.
We pay our homage to you with Salam.
