Manu, a different girl in a strange era.
Brought up differently, and had boyish interests.
Smashed and stood against the patriarchal setup.
Martyred at just twenty - nine.
Fought for her nation till her last might.
With her son in her hand, and sword in the other.
She was determined to kill with all her fervor.
Full of valiance,
full of passion for independence
fire for independence burnt within her bosom.
Never bowed down in front of the British, never surrendered.
Defended her kingdom, till the end.
Many Britisher's souls trembled on hearing her name.
She was a woman of valour
Jhansi ki rani was her other name.
The fruit of liberation is sweet
but the struggle was bitter and severe.
Manu gave her life for us,
Without even shedding a tear.
- Pragati Sharma
