Broken to bits yet a soul with fire
Emerging from ashes, she slayed them alive.
She is Laxmi…
On her own she conjured the fear in them
A nightmare to some, she ruled the hearts of many.
She is Kiran…
Amidst roses so enchanting
She stood amongst them as one heading her country high.
She is Mary…
Mysteriously stunning, she attracted the unknown
Holding her grace she became a CEO
She is Indra…
Dauntless and amicable is the way she is
Radiant and humble she brings a smile on faces
She is Sudha…
Joyful and cheerful she expected your arrival..
Bearing the throes she gave birth with a cry of joy..
Beside you as a friend, she tolerated all your tantrums…
Searching for meanings in life, she hides many things
She is a Mom..
She is a wife..
She is a daughter..
She is a sister..
She is A WOMEN…
Har manzil ko hasil krne ki taqat h jisme
Har na mumkin ko mumkin kr dikhane ki chahat h jisme
Har zaare ko barbaad krne ki nazaqaat h jisme
– By Shristi Gupta