Who is she?

And for a moment, it was just about her achievements and her accomplishments. There was loud sound of musical instruments playing melodious tunes to acknowledge her.

Men and women, the old and the young, the rich and the poor, the kings and the poor, from far and near garthered just for her.

You needed to see the grand decoration that the venue was adorned with. The manner in which the hall was clean, one would be tempted to lie on the floor a little. The food served was one you only see at the gathering of Creme de la Creme in the society.

Everyone was given treatment meant for 1st class Royalties. They sang her praise and danced in her honor, they made merriment as if they had all day.

But, but if only they knew how she got to this point? if only they had a glimpse of the making of this day? If only they understand the agony, pains, tears, heartbreaks, that had taken precedence.

Well, we can't deny them the good of her labour if only she wishes. Though they shut the door at her, she opened up hers to them. Though they turned deaf ears to her plea, she rather became attentive to them. Though she went on empty stomach some days, she held series of feast for them.

Who then is she?
She is a Mother,
She is a sister,
She is a wife,
She is a help meet,
She is an initiator,
She is an innovator,
She is a solution,
She is an anchor,
She is a giver,
She is a courageous fellow, an industrious fellow, an answer to prayers. But most importantly, she is a Care-giver, a Nation Builder.

Written By: Nankpak Cirfat (SpeakLife By IamNankpak)