The Power of Love, Literacy and Faith

Once upon a time there was a palace over a secluded hill Where lived an Indian blooded ‘Rani’ (Queen) with an inky will Equipped and armed with a resourceful screen With the might of her pen, for revolution she would melodiously scream Each time the ordinary would look up to the hill and see The flames in her bosom passionately rising to create history The lushest of Kings from neighbouring lands Chose to ride for eons to witness the miracles of her resourceful hands With faith and light, she ruled from land to shore Glitches out of their virginity; all nipped to the core Against all bitterness her love spread like the chimes of the Big Ben To save rebellious souls, she would walk unarmed in to any lion’s den The Savage, many times would plot for her 'Raj' (kingdom) to crumble away Not possible! For this Royal tigress each night would humbly kneel and pray.