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A woman plays three roles in her life story,
First is as a daughter, sleeping gaily in her father’s arms,
She is a glory for her parents, always abiding their instructions,
Her mother’s teaching is a grace for her in childhood,
And her father’s guidance is her strength.
And then the second is as a betrothed,
This stage might start with a slight skirmish with her parents,
But it doesn’t last long as a holy ceremony is near to come,
Then she becomes the love of her lover,
She wears voguish dresses; they dance and sing merrily,
Both go out in search of nature’s beauty and devour it,
She carries her duty towards her lover selflessly,
But mere dominance makes her angry,
Thus both should remain congruent with mutual affection and understanding,
This results her in another stage of life.
At long last she commence her third part of life,
It is of a mother, full of spirit and value,
She gives birth to a child, which is a blessing for her,
She up brings them with care and nurture,
She wants her child to follow virtues and morality,
She becomes sad when they grow up and leave,
But her love remains the same,
Children might forget their mother, but mother never forgets them,
Thus she creates runs and ends the world.
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