‘The more we sweat in peace,
The less we bleed in war;
Said ,a woman, with a Geeta
In her hands she swore.
Oh, Listen! The British Raj,
The daughters are awaken now;
You either pull out
Or they’ll slaughter thou.
The daughter finally saved her mom,
From all the cruelty, enormity and outrages;
A tribute we pay, to the guardian angels
Who’ll be remembered even after ages and ages…..