Get back Kutch Island from Srilanka!
The woes of our Indian Tamil fishermen.
Who bothers about them oh no one
Their pain and sorrow,will end when?
Their tears dissolve,yet bothers none.
When they go for fishing with doubts of return,
Srilankan ships arrest them for their no fault,
Their native island Kutch,they are barred to enterin,
India should wake up and rise,sleep not.
Its our own island,wipe away the tears,
How long to weep,why should we weep?
Gone are those days get back our waves,
Why should our men in bars with out sleep?
Let us be ready to pay whatever be the penalty,
That dawns upon us for our own dreamless generosity.
S.Yesupatham.
The woes of our Indian Tamil fishermen.
Who bothers about them oh no one
Their pain and sorrow,will end when?
Their tears dissolve,yet bothers none.
When they go for fishing with doubts of return,
Srilankan ships arrest them for their no fault,
Their native island Kutch,they are barred to enterin,
India should wake up and rise,sleep not.
Its our own island,wipe away the tears,
How long to weep,why should we weep?
Gone are those days get back our waves,
Why should our men in bars with out sleep?
Let us be ready to pay whatever be the penalty,
That dawns upon us for our own dreamless generosity.
S.Yesupatham.