To The Women Who Made Me

 

To the first woman I ever knew,

Who carried me close, whose love stays true—

My mother, my courage, my guiding star,

Her strength and wisdom have brought me far.

Then came a sister, a healer so bright,

Her hands mend wounds, and her heart gives light.

Through every struggle, through every win,

She stands beside me—my closest kin.

To the teachers who shaped my youthful mind,

Urging my light to shine, unconfined.

Aunts, cousins, friends and sisters-in-law,

Each leaving wisdom that filled me with awe.

NishaMadhulika, a culinary queen,

Once unseen, now on every screen.

Before the internet sang her praise,

She ruled the kitchen in the golden days.

To women of history, fierce and grand—

Kiran Bedi’s courage, Jhansi’s stand.

To heroines drawn from ink and lore,

Wonder Woman, Hawkwoman, and many more.

And Lily Singh, with humor and grace,

Breaking barriers, carving space.

Nidhi, Jaclyn, Seema Anand, too,

Voices that teach, inspire, and renew.

Pop stars who sing my spirit alive,

Through their art, they help me thrive.

In life, in stories, in songs they weave,

Women who teach me how to believe.

For all who lifted me when people pulled me down,

Who taught me to wear strength as my crown—

Your fire fuels me, your love sustains,

Through every loss, through every gain.

You gave me wings so I could soar,

To dream, to love, to be much more.