Question

Make a project compiling two poems of Sarojini Naidu.

Answer 1

Answer:

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Explanation:

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Answer 2

Answer:

Hark to a voice that is calling

To my heart in the voice of the wind:

My heart is weary and sad and alone,

For its dreams like the fluttering leaves have gone,

And why should I stay behind?

– An excerpt from Autumn Song

The freedom fighter

Sarojini was inspired to join the Independence movement after meeting Gopal Krishna Gokhale. He asked her to use her beautiful poetry to invigorate the spirit of independence in the masses.

In 1916, she met Mahatma Gandhi, and threw herself completely into the fight for freedom. She travelled across the country and encouraged scores of people to join the movement. Her initiative was especially inspiring for the women of India and she can be credited with bringing them out of the kitchen and into the national consciousness. She was close to Gandhi and he affectionately nicknamed her ‘Mickey Mouse’.

Naidu was in the forefront during the Civil Disobedience Movement and was jailed along with Gandhi and other leaders. In 1942, she was arrested again during the Quit India movement.

British writer and philosopher Aldous Huxley wrote, “It has been our good fortune, while in Bombay, to meet Mrs. Sarojini Naidu, the newly elected President of the All-India Congress and a woman who combines in the most remarkable way great intellectual power with charm, sweetness with courageous energy, a wide culture with originality, and earnestness with humour. If all Indian politicians are like Mrs. Naidu, then the country is fortunate indeed.”

The leader

Naidu was the first Indian woman to become the President of the Indian National Congress. She also contributed to the drafting of the Indian Constitution.

After India became independent, Sarojini became the first woman to become the Governor of Uttar Pradesh. When she suffered a heart attack and died on March 2, 1949, she was still in office. With the passage of time, she and other greats like her are mostly forgotten. However, the vagaries of time and inevitability of death are best described in her own words.

Dream yields to dream, strife follows strife,

And Death unweaves the webs of Life.