Here’s what I think of-
Light raining falling softly off in the distance creating a background lullaby
Flags caressing the wind wherever you go
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The constant drum of Dil Dil Pakistan echoing over and over again in my heart.
This is what I think of when I think of you.
Singing the national anthem at the age of three with my hand on my heart
Writing the national anthem down once, twice, again so I’d never forget
Singing it every morning all my life.
Here’s to 69 years