Through the Whisky Glass

Please re-'read' this poem viewing through a glass with whisky/rum on the rocks....

WHERE THE MIND IS WITHOUT FEAR AND THE HEAD IS HELD HIGH
(Piyo Sar utakhe!!)

WHERE KNOWLEDGE IS FREE
(Give free gyaan!!)

WHERE THE WORLD HAS NOT BEEN BROKEN UP INTO FRAGMENTS BY NARROW DOMESTIC WALLS
(get a high, show no bedh bhav , Johnnywalker or Mcdowels or Bacardi or Old Monk!!!

WHERE WORDS COME OUT FROM THE DEPTH OF TRUTH
(Bolo, dil kholke!!!)

WHERE THE CLEAR STREAM OF REASON HAS NOT LOST ITS WAY INTO THE DREARY DESERT SAND OF DEAD HABIT
(Think only when you drink, and you will find that reasoning the logic in a situation, even if there isnt any, will become a habit!!!!)

WHERE TIRELESS STRIVING STRETCHES ITS ARMS TOWARDS PERFECTION
(reach out to get a refill!!!!)

WHERE THE MIND IS LED FORWARD BY THEE INTO EVER WIDENING THOUGHT AND ACTION
(Thoda Pee lo, sab kuch chauda ho jayega, dil bhi , dimag bhi, sab kuch, sab kuch.........
aur.........
Chauda ho gaya, tho obviously 'action' shuroo!!!!)

INTO THE HEAVEN OF FREEDOM MY FATHER, LET MY COUNTRY AWAKE.....
(poorey desh ko Piloa!!!)
now you know what inspired Tagore....