India's Bravehearts-India's Queens

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Mirabai Chanu 

No path to Tread, No Roads to follow, just dirt and gravel all the way

No means, No Pence, struggle on the face, pain in the heart, smiles all the way

Water Buckets for weight, legs so sore, arms that pain, distant glory I hope and pray.

No power day and night, sweat is all that matters, breeze gives calm

Paining limbs cry out loud, Menstrual Blood flows, no medical aid, no balm

A Mothers tear, a Fathers Toil, A Towns delight and a Brothers Calm

Village to Town, Town to City, City to skies and yonder land

A Goal so Distant, a Hope Light years away, No kith, No kin, Just Hope and Prayers

A Million Hearts, a Weight becomes plain, a silver to Gain, Mirabai Chanu, a Road to your land in Mizoram

Lovlina Borgohain

Loves in the name, Land of the great Bhramaputra, daughter of the soil

Tiny village in Assam, Bruises and cuts, a maidens face

Take punches galore, swell with pain but pride intact

Walk Miles and Miles A bus sometimes, A Food skipped but a Punch added

A Male bastion, a Female roars, A Tigress Awakens, India Roars

Silver, assured Gold Beckons, she goes valiantly takes punches with pride.

Village connected, All Roads lead to Baromuthia village, agog with happiness, silverish joy

Rani Rampal

Yet another of Indias Queen this time from a Tiny village in Haryana

Impoverish conditions, a family to care & less nourishment

Five Plentiful Litres of Milk a Day was the coaches diktat

All the queen could do was mix up water and milk equalsome

Missed bronze by a whisker

Grabbed Hearts by the Trillion

Rani Rampal an inspiring story all Rani Jhansis of India

Stories like this are plenty, a part of folklore….future children be inspired by our motherlands daughters

 


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