Aaj hai woh din jo bhula na payenge, Jo shaheed hue unhe aj hi to yaad karenge. baki din to mobile me gush ke lehenga. khoon se jo likhi thi azadi ki dastan, Uno ko to saal me do din hi yaad korege Suno mere bhai, ek kahani purani, Jab desh tha gulam, chaiye thi rosin Tab Gandhi ne uthaya lathi, Nehru ne diya vichaar, Azadi ki aag thi, jisme jala angrezon ka samraj. Aj korte hai unko hate Jinone kiya sadin desh vate. Shaheedon ka junoon tha, azaadi ka junoon, Khoon se likha unhone desh ka har ek kanoon Bhagat Singh, Azad, inhone dikhaya raasta, Unki kurbaniyon se mila azaadi Raasta. Azaadi, azaadi, humko mili hai azaadi, Par kitni qurbaniyon se aayi hai yeh azaadi. Azaadi, azaadi, desh ka hai yeh gyaan, Mobile mein ghuse youth ko yaad dilaye yeh kurbaan Zamana badal gaya, par kya yaad hai unka naam, Jo chhod gaye apni duniya, sirf desh ke liye aam. Par hum hai busy insta, snap aur reels mein, Na sochte hai unke liye jo gaye shaheed in the field main. Youth ka focus hai likes aur comments pe, Par na samajhte kitni khoon thi wo zameen pe. Dekh India ka flag, tiranga hai jisme jaan, Par lagta hai, bhool gaye hum unka paigam Azaadi, azaadi, humko mili hai azaadi, Par kitni qurbaniyon se aayi hai yeh azaadi. Azaadi, azaadi, desh ka hai yeh gyaan, Mobile mein ghuse youth ko yaad dilaye yeh kurbaan. Desh ke heroes ka sapna tha yeh youth bane strong, Par aaj ka generation hai focused in the wrong. Aj ki politics ne phaila di yeh religion ki ladai, bhul geye sob hum log hai bhai bhai. Koi ek majap neyi diya ta azadi, sob milke liye the azadi Toh uth ja phone se, ab dikhade apna asli pyaar, Desh ke liye kuch kar, jo kare tujhe sabse behtaar. Freedom ka matlab samajh, is desh ko kar repair, Abhi bhi time hai, tu ban sakta hai ek nayi tareek ka savior. Bad politics aur religion ke wars ko kar ignore, Desh ko zaroorat hai tere jazbaat aur hardcore. Unke sapne ko aage badha, jo gaye yeh mitti chhod, Tiranga le ke haath mein, kar sabko proud aur bold Yeh desh hai tera, tu hi iski jaan, Teri mehnat se hi banegi apni pehchaan. Toh na bhoolo yeh qurbaniyan, samjho unka pyaar, Independence Day hai, salute kar unke yaadgaar. Azaadi, azaadi, humko mili hai azaadi, Par kitni qurbaniyon se aayi hai yeh azaadi. Azaadi, azaadi, desh ka hai yeh gyaan, Mobile mein ghuse youth ko yaad dilaye yeh kurbaan. Naye zamaane mein naye challenges aaye hain saamne, Par hum sab milke kar sakte hain inhe aaram se handle. Youth hai power, bas direction ki hai kami, Agar milke chalein toh har mushkil ki hai kami. Desh ke liye kar kuch aisa, jo rahe yaad hamesha, Bhool jaa personal gains, yeh hai tera asli desh bhakti ka pesha. Jo shaheed hue, unse seekho kuch naya, Desh ki taraqqi mein daalo apna zyada se zyada. Education aur progress ko karo apna goal, Religion aur caste se upar uthao apni soul. Hum sab hai ek, yeh hai desh ki pehchaan, Milke karna hai kaam, yahi hai hamara armaan Azaadi ka matlab hai ekta, nafrat ko karo door, Desh ke liye jeeyo, yahi hai asli noor. Jo diye apni jaan, unka kar izzat se yaad, Tiranga lehra ke dikha do apna desh ka vaada. Bad politics, religion wars, inhe chhodo peeche, Hum sabko milke chalna hai, yeh desh hai apna sacha hamsafar. Independence Day par uthao yeh soch Milke banaayein Bharat ko duniya ka sabse bada sitara.