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Rani Rashmoni, the heart of Kolkata’s Grace
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In the heart of Kolkata’s grace, a tale we must relate,
Of a woman’s boundless love, her legacy so great,
She funded ghats by Ganges’ side, where pilgrims found their way,
She sculpted history’s noble page, in every act and sway.
Babughat, the first in line, in memory of her love,
Her husband’s name forever attached, like stars that gleam above,
Ahiritola Ghat and Nimtala’s shore, where daily bathers trod,
Rashmoni’s devotion pure, a testament to her god.
A widow with a steadfast will, she defied norms,
Dakshineswer Temple, she constructed, as her devotion performed,
Yet, her benevolence didn’t end, by the river’s tranquil grace,
She shared her wealth with knowledge, in a scholarly embrace,
To the Imperial Library, she gave, its treasury to expand,
Presidency University too, she blessed with helping hand.
Not only these, but gift Eden Garden & many more to British Empires,
A philanthropic heart she had, like mother & sisters,
In times of need, her open hand, to those who sought her aid,
She gave without reservation, a legacy that won’t fade.
Oh, Rashmoni, noble soul, your deeds will long endure,
In the annals of history, your love and care secure,
She funded ghats, she gave to learn, her legacy we cheer,
In the heart of Kolkata’s grace, her memory draws us near.
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Vidyasagar, a jewel of Bengal
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In a remote village, born with purpose and grace,
Ishwar Chandra Vidyasagar, a name we embrace,
1820, on September’s twenty-sixth day,
To Thakurdas and Bhagavati, in Bengal’s sway.
A Brahmin family, with knowledge so deep,
In young Vidyasagar, their hopes did seep,
He grew with wisdom, a scholar, so bright,
A person of change, a guiding light.
He said, the life without suffering,
Is same as a boat without sailor drifting.
In Kolkata’s heart, a challenge he’d take,
Widow remarriage, for society’s sake,
With his own son, on that December day,
He paved the path, in a courageous way.
Against child marriage, he’d ardently stand,
For women’s education, he’d lend a hand,
Vidyasagar, a reformer, pure and true,
In the 19th century, his mission he’d pursue.
Vidyasagar, a title earned with grace,
“Ocean of knowledge” in Sanskrit’s embrace,
At 22, in Calcutta’s Sanskrit College, he’d find,
Recognition for his vast, brilliant mind.
Babu Pyari Charan Sarkar, a friend so dear,
In Calcutta’s Presidency College, they’d steer,
Together, they’d strive for a brighter day,
A duo of change in their own unique way.
Social evils shattered, by his relentless might,
Widows’ Remarriage Act, in clear daylight,
A reformer, an educator, a voice so strong,
For women’s rights, he’d fight all along.
Nari Siksha Bhandar, a fund he’d create,
To uplift women’s fate, to change their state,
Bethune School’s birth, on that memorable date,
May 7, 1849, their destinies would conflate.
Through articles and words, he’d express his thought,
In periodicals and newspapers, his wisdom sought,
A dutiful son, humility in his heart,
Scholarly greatness, with modesty, he’d impart.
In 1855, as an inspector, he’d ascend,
For schools and education, he’d fervently defend,
In Bengal’s embrace, he’d spread the light,
Establishing schools, making futures bright.
Thirty schools for girls, a visionary’s dream,
In Vidyasagar’s legacy, they gleam,
A life well-lived, a legacy profound,
Ishwar Chandra Vidyasagar, forever renowned.
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