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.