Bharoto Bhagyo Bidhata
Bharoto Bhagyo Bidhata is a five-stanza Brahmo hymn in Bengali language dedicated to Supreme divine God who is the dispenser of the destiny of India. It was composed and scored in Bengali by Nobel laureate Rabindranath Tagore in 1911. The first stanza of the song has been adopted as the National Anthem of India.
History of ''[Jana Gana Mana]''
The poem was first sung on the second day of the annual session of the Indian National Congress in Calcutta on 27 December 1911. Song was performed by Sarala Devi Chowdhurani, Tagore's niece, along with a group of school students, in front of prominent Congress Members like Bishan Narayan Dhar, Indian National Congress President and Ambika Charan Majumdar.In 1912, the song was published under the title Bharat Bhagya Bidhata in the Tatwabodhini Patrika, which was the official publication of the Brahmo Samaj and of which Tagore was the Editor.
Outside of Calcutta, the song was first sung by the bard himself at a session in Besant Theosophical College in Madanapalle, Andhra Pradesh on February 28, 1919. The song enthralled the college authorities and they adopted the English version of the song as their prayer song which is sung till today. Margaret Cousins set down the notation to the national anthem in the college, which is followed only when the song is sung in the original slow rendition style. At Dr. Cousins' request, Tagore made the first English translation of the song.
On the occasion of India attaining freedom, the Indian Constituent Assembly assembled for the first time as a sovereign body on 14 August 1947, midnight and the session closed with a unanimous performance of Jana Gana Mana.
The members of the Indian Delegation to the General Assembly of the United Nations held at New York in 1947 gave a recording of Jana Gana Mana as the country's national anthem. The song was played by the house orchestra in front of a gathering consisting of representatives from all over the world.
Jana Gana Mana was officially proclaimed as India's National Anthem by the Constituent Assembly of India on January 24, 1950.
Lyrics of all 5 stanzas
The English translation below has been adapted from an unverifiable source. Some changes have been made to both the translation and romanization.Times New Roman, serif;">
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পঞ্জাব সিন্ধু গুজরাট মরাঠা দ্রাবিড় উৎকল বঙ্গ বিন্ধ্য হিমাচল যমুনা গঙ্গা উচ্ছলজলধিতরঙ্গ তব শুভ নামে জাগে, তব শুভ আশিষ মাগে, গাহে তব জয়গাথা। জনগণমঙ্গলদায়ক জয় হে ভারতভাগ্যবিধাতা! জয় হে, জয় হে, জয় হে, জয় জয় জয় জয় হে॥ অহরহ তব আহ্বান প্রচারিত, শুনি তব উদার বাণী হিন্দু বৌদ্ধ শিখ জৈন পারসিক মুসলমান খৃস্টানী পূরব পশ্চিম আসে তব সিংহাসন-পাশে প্রেমহার হয় গাঁথা। জনগণ-ঐক্য-বিধায়ক জয় হে ভারতভাগ্যবিধাতা! জয় হে, জয় হে, জয় হে, জয় জয় জয় জয় হে॥ পতন-অভ্যুদয়-বন্ধুর পন্থা, যুগ যুগ ধাবিত যাত্রী। হে চিরসারথি, তব রথচক্রে মুখরিত পথ দিনরাত্রি। দারুণ বিপ্লব-মাঝে তব শঙ্খধ্বনি বাজে সঙ্কটদুঃখত্রাতা। জনগণপথপরিচায়ক জয় হে ভারতভাগ্যবিধাতা! জয় হে, জয় হে, জয় হে, জয় জয় জয় জয় হে॥ ঘোরতিমিরঘন নিবিড় নিশীথে পীড়িত মূর্ছিত দেশে জাগ্রত ছিল তব অবিচল মঙ্গল নতনয়নে অনিমেষে। দুঃস্বপ্নে আতঙ্কে রক্ষা করিলে অঙ্কে স্নেহময়ী তুমি মাতা। জনগণদুঃখত্রায়ক জয় হে ভারতভাগ্যবিধাতা! জয় হে, জয় হে, জয় হে, জয় জয় জয় জয় হে॥ রাত্রি প্রভাতিল, উদিল রবিচ্ছবি পূর্ব-উদয়গিরিভালে – গাহে বিহঙ্গম, পূণ্য সমীরণ নবজীবনরস ঢালে। তব করুণারুণরাগে নিদ্রিত ভারত জাগে তব চরণে নত মাথা। জয় জয় জয় হে জয় রাজেশ্বর ভারতভাগ্যবিধাতা! জয় হে, জয় হে, জয় হে, জয় জয় জয় জয় হে॥ | Bharōto bhagyo bidhata! Pōnjab Šindhu Gujraṯ Mōraṯha Drabiṟo Utkōlo Bōngo Bindhyo Himachōlo Jomuna Gōnga Uchchhōlo jōlodhitōrongo Tōbo shubho name jage, Tōbo shubho ashisho mage, Gahe tōbo jōyo gatha. Jōno gōno mōngolodayōko jōyo he Bharōto bhagyo bidhata! Jōyo he, jōyo he, jōyo he, jōyo jōyo jōyo jōyo he. Ōhorōho tōbo aobhano procharito, Shuni tōbo udaro bani; Hindu Bouddho Shikh Joino Parošik Musolmano Khrishṯani Purōbo poshchimo aše, Tōbo šinghašōno pashe, Premoharo hoy gãtha. Jōno gōno oikyo-bidhayōko jōyo he Bharōto bhagyo bidhata! Jōyo he, jōyo he, jōyo he, jōyo jōyo jōyo jōyo he. Pōtono obhyudhōyo bondhuro pōntha, Jugo jugo dhabito jatri. He chirošarothi, tōbo rōthochokre Mukhoritho pōtho dinoratri. Daruno biplōbo majhe, Tōbo shōnkhodhoni baje Šōnkoṯo duːkho trata. Jōno gōno pōthoporichayōko jōyo he Bharōto bhagyo bidhata! Jōyo he, jōyo he, jōyo he, jōyo jōyo jōyo jōyo he. Ghōro timiro ghōno nibiro nishithe Pirito murchhito deshe Jagrōto chhilo tōbo obichōlo mōngolo Nōtonōyone ōnimeshe. Duːšopone atōnke Rōkkha korile ōnke Snehomoyi tumi mata. Jōno gōno duːkhotrayōko jōyo he Bharōto bhagyo bidhata! Jōyo he, jōyo he, jōyo he, jōyo jōyo jōyo jōyo he. Ratri probhatilo, udilo robichchhobi Purbo udōyo giri bhale Gahe bihōngōmo, punyo šomirōno Nōbo jibōnorōšo dhale. Tōbo korunaruno rage Nidrito bharōto jage Tōbo chōrone nōto matha. Jōyo jōyo jōyo he jōyo rajeshwōro Bharōto bhagyo bidhata! Jōyo he, jōyo he, jōyo he, jōyo jōyo jōyo jōyo he. | Pañjāba Sindhu Gujarāṭa Marāṭhā Drābiṛa Utkala Baṅga Bindhya Himācala Yamunā Gaṅgā ucchalajaladhitaraṅga Taba Śubha nāmē jāgē, taba śubha āśiṣa māgē, gāhē taba jaẏagāthā / Janaganamaṅgaladāẏaka jaẏa hē Bhāratabhāgyabidhātā! Jaẏa hē, Jaẏa hē, Jaẏa hē, jaẏa jaẏa jaẏa jaẏa hē. Aharaha taba āhbāna pracārita, śuni taba udāra bānī Hindu Baudba Śikha Jaina Pārasika Musalamāna Khr̥sṭānī Pūraba Paścima āsē taba siṁhāsana-pāśē Prēmahāra haẏa gām̐thā / Janagana-aikya-bidhāẏaka jaẏa hē Bhāratabhāgyabidhatā! Jaẏa hē, Jaẏa hē, Jaẏa hē, jaẏa jaẏa jaẏa jaẏa hē. Patana-abhuyadaẏa-bandhura panthā, yuga yuga dhābita yātrī / Hē cirasārathi, taba rakhacatrē mukharita patha dinarātri / Dāruna biplaba-mājhē taba śaṅkhadhbani bājē Saṅkaṭaduḥkhatrātā. Janaganapathaparicāẏaka jaẏa hē Bhāratabhāgyabidhātā! Jaẏa hē, Jaẏa hē, Jaẏa hē, jaẏa jaẏa jaẏa jaẏa hē. Ghōratimiraghana nibiṛa niśīthē pīṛita mūrchita dēśē Jāgrata chila taba abicala maṅgala natanaẏanē animeṣē / Duḥsbapnē ātaṅkē rakṣā karilē aṅkē Snēhamaẏī tumi mātā / Janaganaduḥkhatrāẏaka jaẏa hē Bhāratabhāgyabidhātā! Jaẏa hē, Jaẏa hē, Jaẏa hē, jaẏa jaẏa jaẏa jaẏa hē. Rātri prabhātila, udila rabicchabi pūrba-udaẏagiribhālē - Gāgē bigaṅgama, pūrnya samīrana nabajībanarasa ḍhālē / Taba karunārurarāgē nidrita Bhārata jāgē taba caranē nata māthā / Jaẏa Jaẏa Jaẏa hē jaẏa rājēśbara Bhāratabhāgyabidhātā! Jaẏa hē, Jaẏa hē, Jaẏa hē, jaẏa jaẏa jaẏa jaẏa hē. | Dispenser of the destiny of India! Punjab, Indus, Gujarat, Marhatta, Dravida, Orissa and Bengal, The Vindhyas, the Himalayas, the Jumna and the Ganges, And the oceans with foaming waves all around. Wake up listening to Your auspicious name, Ask for Your auspicious blessings, And sing to Your glorious victory. Oh! You who impart well being to the people, Victory be to You, dispenser of the destiny of India! Victory, victory, victory to You! Your call is announced continuously, We heed Your gracious call The Hindus, Buddhists, Sikhs, Jains, Parsis, Muslims and Christians, The East and the West come together, To the side of Your throne And weave the garland of love. Oh! You who bring in the unity of the people! Victory be to You, dispenser of the destiny of India! Victory, victory, victory to You! The way of life is somber as it moves through ups and downs, But we, the pilgrims, have followed it through ages. Oh! Eternal Charioteer, the wheels of your chariot Echo day and night in the path In the midst of fierce revolution, Your conch shell sounds. You save us from fear and misery. Oh! You who guide the people through torturous path, Victory be to You, dispenser of the destiny of India! Victory, victory, victory to You! During the bleakest of nights, When the whole country was sick and in swoon Wakeful remained Your incessant blessings, Through Your lowered but wink-less eyes Through nightmares and fears, You protected us on Your lap, Oh Loving Mother! Oh! You who have removed the misery of the people, Victory be to You, dispenser of the destiny of India! Victory, victory, victory to You! The night is over, and the Sun has risen over the hills of the eastern horizon. The birds are singing, and a gentle auspicious breeze Is pouring the elixir of new life. By the halo of Your compassion, India that was asleep is now waking On your feet we now lay our heads Oh! Victory, victory, victory to you, the Supreme King, Victory be to You, dispenser of the destiny of India! Victory, victory, victory to You! |
Apart from the above translation which follows the original very closely, Tagore's own interpretation of Jana Gana Mana in English is available as.