“The warden of the north”
Bhimtal,
Uttarakhand
While
the nights in the Bhimtal are quite shivering, the strolling mornings are quite
hurdle to visualize, she stands ahead on the hills to follow her task. She is
the mother of three, packed with the herd of cow and buffaloes, and response
them as mother as well. She is of her unknown nature of mother she manages the
family, so tough and cracking the hurdles of life is just way of living life,
she believes. She is impregnable to her faith; she is incomparable to many and
beholds the “Warden of the North", so I believe. I believe Bhimtal is
a beautiful place for peace and lakes within hills, so as the people here
are. Among the mothers of India, she love to be entangled with her duties,
responsibilities, love, respect, care and what else to wrap with!!!
She puts her children to school; they are being graduated soon, but
didn’t lead the tradition of poor female child unborn to light of knowledge,
her girl graduated as well. She carries and protects her family, response
to many, holder of light of knowledge and freedom in between the darkness of
rural. She is the mother of many, the creator of family, the worker of her
garden and a food bearer to me, I can’t forget the days she served her food
when I was in north. She is a charming lady ever known in the north; she is not
by blood, my mother of different brother. She controls the establishment of her
own and loves the nature of what she is! She never demands her will, she loves to be known, she loves the fragrance of joy and pure love. She understands before we speak, she is
mother of many. She fortifies her blood and we as many. She is invincible and
always been. She has always been indefatigable and worthy to her family. She is
a woman of no haughty and arrogance, she donates more than other deserves. She
cares all than we expect, she talks more than we think as much as love she do. She holds her person of love tight having pain in
deep drive, she speaks none for her pain, she build her family with gain. She is a woman of pious. She believes
more in God, as she is the shelter for her children as lord. She mothers a Biotech Masters, an integrated MBA daughter and her younger son on the same track. She is a person
more than what her family deserves. She is the protector of her realm and we as
vagabonds as many. I owe to her, but I don't know how to pay back her debts. She sheltered me for more than a month. She is “Shanti
Sanguri” of the Sanguri village, Bhimtal in Uttarakhand. Thus, I call her,"Your Grace”...
