Tutari (Trumpet)
[1][2] Tutari is a famous poem in Marathi by Keshavsut. In this poem, Keshavsut calls to fight for independence. It was written during the British rule in India. The poem inspired many Indians to fight to overthrow the British occupation. The poem is deeply inspirational and can be read as a clarion call to action against all forms of injustice. The poem reads (translation):
Tutari (Trumpet)
Bring me a trumpet
I shall fill it with my own breath
I shall pierce all skies
With its long ringing notes
एक तुतारी द्या मज आणुनी
फुंकीन जी मी स्वप्राणाने
भेदुनी टाकीन सारी गगने
दीर्घ तिच्या त्या किंकाळीने,
Bring me such a trumpet
Leave the old, let it die
Burn or bury it
Listen with attention to the next Call
अशी तुतारी द्या मजलागुनि
जुने जाऊ द्या मरणालागुनि
जाळूनी किंवा पुरुनी टाका
सडत न एका ठायी ठाका
सावध ऐका पुढल्या हाका
Let us walk shoulder to shoulder
Bring me a trumpet
The status quo is a large boulder
Dig a beautiful cave through it
खांद्यास चला खांदा भिडवूनी
एक तुतारी द्या मज आणुनी
प्राप्तकाल हा विशाल भूधर
सुंदर लेणी तयात खोदा
Inscribe your own names on it
Why just sit around and grow fat
Get up and accomplish some brave feat
निजनामे त्या वरती नोंदा
बसुनी का वाढविता मेदा
विक्रम काही करा चला तर
Attack the fort of hypocrisy
Come Oh Braves, make haste
Raise high the flag of Equality
Wave the proclamation of Moral Ideals
Synchronized with these notes of the trumpet.
हल्ला करण्या ह्या दंभावर,ह्या बंडावर
शुरांनो या त्वरा करा रे
समते चा ध्वज उंच धारा रे
नीती ची द्वाही फिरवा रे
तुतारीच्या या सुरा बरोबर