A wonderful poem, a creation of Ruchita Gupta, Associate, Branch Ops, Thrissur. She has written this to be published in “Impressions”, the quarterly newsletter for our team. The words below shows the wonderful creativity, commitment and efforts involved…

Jeetey Raho !!!!!

Lonely words on doorstep the day he walked away.
Left behind a shattered woman, two children out at play.
Which way to turn? She pondered as the night grew darker still.
A withy woman she was not, yet, had to find the will.

Sidewalk beneath her footsteps. each day a search for work.
Had to find a way to live – could not remain a clerk.
Cashed in the life insurance to attend the school at night.
Never would she give up – no, not without a fight.

Now, a teacher at thirty, she’s made their house a home.
Proud of her accomplishments and doing it on her own.
Two children, steady, strong are they, she takes with her great joy.
The love and faith of all three – Ipru did not destroy.
Little was the the know of the wife, That we covered her at every step of life.
Not knowing what to do, when the wife raised her Brow,
We were there to tell her- Jeetey Raho tum Jeetey Raho!