Her life went into looking for a person to trust,
People around had their reasons,their thirst.
Her happiness cloud was easiest to burst,
Because the hope she carried corroded into rust.
Praying to lord,caring for parents was must,
All she feared was the world full of malice & Lust.

She eyed to carry a lovestory which was difficult,
the one she love's is an amazing adult.
The beauty of the love is exquisitely felt,
When her mood swings by him were swiftly dealt.
What they had to face next was an orthodox cult,
Who believed love in their society was an insult.

Whatever difficulties life could impose,
She geared up,she fought and she rose.
For all the facets whatever she chose,
No one could interfere just held back their nose.
Positivity she carried was to be calm and compose,
Her vigour and hard work completely shows.
She conquered all the downward bows,
Love won again was her story's expose.

The world had asked her to stay confining,
to what was not her wish was a fact adjoining.
Fight your way through,without resigning,
Was what she preached and stood signing.
Never give up, at the top she stands shining,
Believe it or not every cloud has a silver lining.
-Kirti Wadhwa