Through the ages, your essence remains,
A timeless thread in life’s vast chains.
The cradle of being, the heart of the earth,
A woman’s worth surpasses her birth.

"Mathru Devo Bhava," we humbly sing,
For in your presence, the divine takes wing.
You are the light, the home, the flame,
The soul of our story, our family’s name.

Dreams you forsake for others to rise,
Hiding your tears, your silent cries.
Yet within you burns a ceaseless fire,
A beacon of...