By Anjali R Meena
In places of ageless charm and folklore,
where murmurs of strength and grace are whispered,
From the shadows of patriarchal power,
A strong and furious beacon rises.
In the land of India, where the germ of valour was sowed,
A voyage begun, a spirit developed,
Over extended periods of time when silence ruled,
Now freed voices in symphony.
From the bravery of Draupadi in the face of a fierce storm, to Sita's tenacity in the Ramayana,
Their tales inscribed on the scroll of history,
Open minds, stoke the spirit.
In the shackles of social norm,
A chorus of unrelenting, unrestrained women warriors brandishing swords and pens emerges.
Writing stories and striking new notes.
In classrooms where aspirations have come true,
The compass whirled, they wielded the quill,
Within the halls of knowledge's dominion,
They get up, work hard, and make a stand.
Through steep mountains and vast valleys,
They advance, they soar, they touch the sky, and they clear the path with each stride.
For a day when the power of empowerment reigns.
From Kalpana Chawla's lofty soar to Phoolan Devi's fiery defiance yell, their soul transcends time.
A magnificent monument to bravery.
There is a spirit, both ancient and new, of women who dared to dream, to aim, and to set the world on fire in every corner and colour.
Thus, cheers to the warriors and invisible queens!
To the voices that resound from their past locations,
May their legacy live on and inspire others.
Pure in the loom of empowerment.
Because women's strength, hand in hand, is in the heart of India's ancient land.
Clad in the embrace of oneness, they tower,
They sacrifice everything for the emancipation of women.