ANIKA S (24BBAB04)
Weaving threads of tradition and pride
Creating memories, side by side
Diverse voices and different dances spin
Devoted songs and dynamic laughter within
On this particular day
We weighed as the jewels of legacy
Every soul wearing a second skin
Made of cotton, silk, or even a blend
With embroidery, hand-printed patterns
Telling stories old
A fabric of ethnicity woven with love
Now, wrapping us all in colors from rainbows sent from above
On this particular day,
We shined in the armor of identity
So many people, so many lives, and so many stories to be told
Forming a bridge to their roots
Connecting us to family
On this particular day,
We found something we never lost
These little celebrators
Celebrating their heritage
Uniting on a common ground
On this particular day,
No outsider was to be found
This particular day was enough.
To bring us all together
Flavors blending, Spices mixing
We are now a country of our own
Formed on the ninth day of the eleventh month of this year
Our voices, Our dances spoken
Our songs and our laughter echoed
Our country, Our home, celebrated
United, we stand in light and prosperity.