Mithila - Maithil - Maithilik Hit Lifelong Fast Rakhab. Greedy for money, position, fame or standard, Fusi did not speak well. Let us tell the appropriate story that everyone should remain rich. The heat cannot be put to the mold, yet we have no doubts.

Kiran Maithilee Saahity

Instead of slavery in foreign countries, there is no end. Freedom-dawn-light, splendor of Dashodisha. The lotus like Kalinga - Bang O Assam is blooming. Look at the glory of Bihar, there is shame. Listen to the brave and brave Andhra's laughter. How are you being free from fear, in which corner of yours is development. Beware of Karnataka, the crores of rupees are rising. Kerala is double. Enlightened fear is rising. Maharashtra is wandering, Gurjars are wandering. The stars are roaming in Punjab in sharp brilliance. Have you left the self-conscious Delhi of pride. Look, I have come running to bow down to your crown. I have become free from your tired country. Thinking! Then those who are suppressed are killed. If the motherland does not respect her father's abode, then there will never be any respect in the home or the village. Motherland is an arrow - sacrifice on the chest of India. It will be purified with equal respect and keep this as one aim. If you rise and move forward, do not delay. Prepare for war for the liberation of the motherland.

Kiran Maithilee Saahity

Mithila - Maithil - Maithilik Hit Lifelong Fast Rakhab. Greedy for money, position, fame or standard, Fusi did not speak well. Let us tell the appropriate story that everyone should remain rich. The heat cannot be put to the mold, yet we have no doubts.

Kiran Maithilee Saahity

Instead of slavery in foreign countries, there is no end. Freedom-dawn-light, splendor of Dashodisha. The lotus like Kalinga - Bang O Assam is blooming. Look at the glory of Bihar, there is shame. Listen to the brave and brave Andhra's laughter. How are you being free from fear, in which corner of yours is development. Beware of Karnataka, the crores of rupees are rising. Kerala is double. Enlightened fear is rising. Maharashtra is wandering, Gurjars are wandering. The stars are roaming in Punjab in sharp brilliance. Have you left the self-conscious Delhi of pride. Look, I have come running to bow down to your crown. I have become free from your tired country. Thinking! Then those who are suppressed are killed. If the motherland does not respect her father's abode, then there will never be any respect in the home or the village. Motherland is an arrow - sacrifice on the chest of India. It will be purified with equal respect and keep this as one aim. If you rise and move forward, do not delay. Prepare for war for the liberation of the motherland.

Kiran Maithilee Saahity