Verily like a massive tusker

Knows not its own might

The sons of Bharat are quite unaware

Of the greatness of their culture,

Tolerance and compassion its beauteous form,

Truth above all other rituals strict,

Mother’s love and reverence, the very elixir eternal,

Character, true, greater than mere living of comfort,

Unmindful of ones own heritage,

The Bharatiya runs after fashions occidental,

Sad is the sight; sadder is the plight. (Telugu Poem)

(SSS Vol.36, p. 125)