In plain words
In the supremely holy land of Bhārata forbearance is our beauty; among all vows the one that shines brightest, a character noble in Satya, is the hardest tapas; If you ask what feeling is sweetest in our land, what is more honoured than the feeling for a mother? Our nation's code, which held honour greater than life, they have thrown into the fire, and, looking to the ways of other lands, they have given us today, in haste, the strange drawn sword called freedom. Alas! What shall I say of the rule of Bhārata? As the elephant does not know its own strength, so have our people of Bhārata become today.
As long as man depends on Manas, the spiritual does not take hold in the heart
From time beyond reckoning Bhārata has won lasting fame by the principle of spiritual power and given it to all lands. From those days to these, ‘Lokā ssamastā sukhinobhavantu’ has been the Hindu tradition. To keep this tradition standing for ever, many kings of those days and the noble, chaste mothers and the women of those days went on making many sacrifices. They must themselves put their faith in such ancient, measureless authorities, take a solemn vow and strive to raise up Dharma in divine, ever-new Bhārata. Merely to study is not enough.
He may read every book and grow very clever, yet the dull-witted one, after all, does not know himself. However much he studies, whatever way he lives, the base man cannot give up his bad qualities. Study searchingly, and it is only argument and logic; he never gains full Jñāna. Why read every book only to die? Study the learning that has no death.