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ODE TO SHWETA MAURYA

ON WOMEN'S DAY

ODE TO SHWETA MAURYA

Ode to Shweta Maurya
On Women’s Day

In the folds of tradition, she gracefully stands,
A tapestry of culture spun by loving hands.
With a drape of silk, the colors bloom,
Each thread whispers stories, dispelling the gloom.  

Her smile is a sunrise, warm and bright,
Heart of the home, casting glorious light.
In shimmering hues, she dances through space,
Radiating joy with elegance and grace.  

The south Indian saree flows like a river,
A testament to strength, a spirit that quivers.
Golden borders catch the glimmers of day,
A beacon of hope lighting the way.  

Today, as we honor the fierce and the free,
Let Shweta’s spirit be the heart of our plea.
For every woman, like her, wears a crown,
In the fabric of life, she’s woven, renowned.  

So here’s to the dreamers, the doers so bold,
To legends like Shweta, whose stories unfold.
In her shimmering presence, we celebrate care,
A woman like a goddess, radiant and rare.  

May every stitch of her saree remind us clear,
Of the power of womanhood, vibrant and near.
On this Women’s Day, let love be our tune,
For in her brilliance, we all find our bloom.

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI 

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