INDIA "Jana Gana Mana"  Thou art the ruler of the minds  Of all the people, dispenser of India's Destiny. Thy name arouses the Hearts of Punjab, Sindh, Gujarat And Maharashtra, Dravida And Orissa and Bengal; it echoes In the hills of Vindhya and  Himalayas, mingles in the music of Jamuna and Ganges and is chanted by the waves of the Indian Ocean. They pray for thy blessings and Sing thy praise. The saving Of all people waits in thy hand. Thou dispenser of India's destiny. Victory, victory, victory to thee. (English translation by Tagore)     Bangladesh "Amar Sonar Bangla" Oh my precious Bangla, I adore you. Your sky, yur breezes, eternally play a flute in my heart. Oh mother-- In the spring, your mango groves mesmerize me with their fragrance; In the autumn, how bewitching is the smile of your lust harvest! What a radiance, what a heaven! What warmth, what enchantment! What anchal* have you laid at the banyan's feet Along the banks of your rivers! Oh mother-- As sweet as nectar is your utterance to my ears; When yur face turns sad, my eyes drown in tears. *anchal--part of the sari which a mother may lay down for her child to rest upon. (Translation by Amitava Sen, Atlanta, Ga.)