<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=480638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Pilgrimmage to the Shrine of the Goddess, Vaishnodevi (Jammu-India)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">With a bundle of luggage on her head, <br>and a baby in the cradle dangling from her neck, <br>with folded hands worshipping and barefoot, <br>she was climbing up shouting: ’Victory to the Goddess’.<br>An old frump counting her days<br>With a hand on her bent back, <br>was crawling up crying: “ Jai Matha Di”.(Victory to the Goddess) .</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We alone are the footsore pilgrims <br>aspiring for a magic carpet to fly to the top.<br>Parents were sitting on ponies<br>but their baby was in the hands of the pony-man.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The boys danced to the sounds of drums<br>to boost the morale of the tired pilgrims, <br>who scrambled up the mountain with frets and sweats.<br>My friend too danced and looked at the ladies <br>for sweet comments and smiles; <br>but the women with no festering thoughts <br>yelled: “Jai Matha Di” and moved up.<br>The long trek sapped our energy; <br>but the shouts to the victory of the Goddess, <br> flapped our wings to go up.<br> ----------</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rajendran+Muthiah">Rajendran Muthiah</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=480638" data-title="Pilgrimmage to the Shrine of the Goddess, Vaishnodevi (Jammu-India) de Rajendran Muthiah" data-description="With a bundle of luggage on her head, and a baby in the cradle dangling from her neck, with folded hands worshipping and barefoot, she was climbing up shouting: ’Victory to the Goddess’. An old frump counting her days With a hand on her be..."></div> </div> </div>

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