“The Warden of the North”

“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”...