In plain words
Many women who gave up their all for the sake of Satya have been born in our land.
She who brought back to life her husband whose life had gone, was not Sāvitrī a wife of Bhārata? She who quenched the forest fire by the power of her Satya, was not Candramatī a woman most pure? She who leapt into the fire pit for her honour as a noble wife, was not Sītā a daughter of the soil of Bhārata? She who in her anger burnt the arrogant hunter to ashes, was not Damayantī a woman of Bhārata? Of the earth girdled by the seven seas, the race of Bharata, spotless in wifely faith, this is the great harvest field of the wealth of feeling; is it not the teacher of all lands?
From time without beginning Bhārata has stood in the place of teacher to all countries; it has earned the titles land of karma, land of yoga, land of sacrifice. Born in so sacred a land, you must do good deeds and make your lives fruitful. In ancient times the people of Bhārata had great love for their country. They hoped that after death they would be born again in this very land. But today love of country and love of Dharma have both declined. Attachment to the body has gone beyond all bounds. The body is like a bubble on water. How long can you keep it safe? One day or other it will burst with a pop. So you must give up attachment to the body and foster attachment to the Ātma. You must believe, ‘The Ātma that is in me is in everyone.’ One and the same Ātma protects all beings. Only one who has attachment to the Ātma is a true human being.