For ages, her life has been,
A story of perpetual strife,
Forever gone unnoticed,
Generation after generation.
Beautiful but tough as Nature,
In whose lap she's brought up,
She enters mature womanhood,
Rather early in life, very often.
Imbibing the spirit of hills,
She grows up as a child of Nature,
Learning many a life lesson,
To follow in this tough region.
A unique blend of simple virtues,
Diligence, patience and fortitude,
She braves the odds that hit her,
To follow in this tough region.
A unique blend of simple virtues,
Diligence, patience and fortitude,
She braves the odds that hit her,
With a soldierly attitude.
Living in the heart of nature,
She herself becomes its part,
Trees and streams and rivers,
All seem like close relatives.
Long before others could know
Living in the heart of nature,
She herself becomes its part,
Trees and streams and rivers,
All seem like close relatives.
Long before others could know
She had come to understand,
Forests to be the lifelines of hills,
Forests to be the lifelines of hills,
And part of our own existence.
It was she who waged a war,
Against the felling of trees
By clinging to them in earnest,
In an incredible protest.
The simple hill woman's concern,
The simple hill woman's concern,
Is now a global campaign,
With widespread awareness,
About protection of natural assets.
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