Milkman from Anand.

Photo Courtsey: Satwick Reddy Thumu

 The thought that now this hand will not rise again, makes us sad;

But then it reminds us about the larger dream which made even most powerful mad;

The hand was of chief of army who won every war unfazed;

Now needs soldiers who will espouse the cause the chief embraced;

As was the chief different so was the war;

The chief is gone but the war is on;

The madness, the dream, the revolution is all fresh again;

Asking where are the one's who will form the chain;

The chain of soldiers who will give producers of the nation a strength to fight;

A fight which will make 'cooperative's' a real might;

Chief has glorified the milk cooperative dairy with the little Amul fairy;

"I too had a dream" is left to make the chief merry';

May chief's soul rest in peace.