Wednesday, 18 November 2015

This #MadeofGreat Angel from God deserves a Salute from entire Mankind

Good Morning My Precious Friends and Readers,

As promised in my last post, Tata Motors confers on me the rare opportunity to Pay a Heartfelt Tribute to my Mentor, " #MadeofGreat ", this is my second "Straight From The Heart Tribute" under the series #MadeofGreat ( A worthy Campaign by Tata Motors) : To my best friend of a lifetime, who is truly made of Steel! 

Yes, This Blog-post is about the true story of one abandoned little Girl, on whom the biggest atrocity of fate was that she knew the reason why parents have left her alone in this cruel world...

[P.S.My association with Mother Teresa's Child Care Homes dates back to my childhood....And as I have grown up, my connection to the lovely kids out there, has grown Fonder and Deeper..I clearly remember, for umpteen number of years now, my heart has been filled with empathy for all those lovely damsels, whose so called near and dear ones abandoned them on the path of life...It is so heartbreaking that they just leave their tiny tots outside the child care center and flee,sometimes even dump them on garbage bins and so many other pathetic places..I don't doubt the circumstances in which they chose to throw away the most beautiful part of their life but I do believe them have possessed the most dis-compassionate hearts.for they have mauled and ruined the childhood and innocence of their little one Forever...]

Her name is Miara....And at a tender age of 5 her mom and dad (I don't know if it is right to call them so ) have abandoned her on the roads of Agra City, Mercilessly. And dear Readers can you guess for what grave Fault of my tiny darling.... ??

Her gravest crime in her parents' eyes was that she stammered (a speech disorder) and so they will not be able to marry her off some day...What pity, when in India they would stop considering a Girl Child a burden to be meant to be transferred to someone else thru' marrying...Anyways , I never found my Miara problematic, I rather felt her parents were sick, really sick .... For My sweet Miara, was such an adorable child, she always hid all her sorrows in a locked corner of her heart and kept smiling gloriously...She had a beautiful smile which was enough to wash away all sorrows of the world....She was a real darling of everyone in the orphanage always ready to help others.

My little Miara, loved studying and she was undoubtedly a sharp kid...and so the Child Care Centre authorities ensured she was  given a fair chance in the means of what was possible for them...Though I always felt like family in this Mother Teresa Center in Agra, with all the awesome kids out there...I always felt a little more closer to Miara....She was a few years younger to me, but the harsh world, has made her grow up prematurely....As far as I was concerned at that point of time, I always saved all my Pocket Money to buys Gifts for them on Diwali and Holi....And my Dearie Miara always informed me in advance what she really needs, as she knew her means and resources were really limited.Our Fondness for each other soon culminated into a sweet and deep Friendship of a lifetime.

My Friend Miara,was also extremely nice and caring ...I have never seen her uttering a word of complaint to the Almighty or to her parents...But I knew she was extremely traumatized behind her beautiful smile, as wide as river Nile... Every Single Moment she worked towards her Sole Ambition of overcoming her Weakness of Stammering, which she considered a curse of a lifetime on herself...She read a lot of books on speech therapy and wanted to become a Doctor...She would often tell me she wanted to set an example to others and give a lesson to fellow parents that they should not be playing with a Child's emotions for a Trifle cause like this....She was not able to forgive her parents.

But her road was tough extremely tough, tougher than anyone would believe for an orphaned girl.As she turned 14 she had to move out of the Child Care Centre to a Charitable Trust's Girl Hostel...In sometime she figured out that this place was nothing short of a hell..This was a totally corrupt place with unending atrocities on abandoned Adolescent Girls...My Miara really did not know what to do and where to go....until one day, realizing that all her dreams were dieing an unnatural death, she ran away from the hostel..............ran with all her might.

For a while after that she came to stay with us...This is when for the first time, I saw her going weak in her knees both emotionally and physically, under severe pressure engulfing her from all directions and burying her in deep despair and vehement unbearable torture...I was so hurt by my dear friend's sadplight that I seeked my dad's intervention..My dad fetched her a decent job in an All Women's Cooperative Society and with this began a new chapter in the life of my dearest Miara.

She started to work extremely hard both at her job and in studies...Her hardwork did not go in vain...In due course of time she got selected in the medical entrance examination...There was no looking back...On account of her merit, her fees was borne by an Education Trust...Step my Step she now achieved various Well-deserved Milestones in her life...

Today several years later, she is a leading Speech Therapist of Appolo Chain of Hospitals and A leading Social figure fighting for Female Child Rights...My best Friend till date and a lesson to infinite others, she is a remarkable woman indeed #MadeofGreat...Her extreme will and determination became her profound weapons to achieve her goals in life...

I feel privileged and overwhelmed to have this great human being in my life... 

With failing words, I salute this #MadeofGreat Wonder and the Woman Power !!!!!!!!!!

Here's a little reverie i coined for her, straight from the heart:

My Sunshine,

For all the pain, you buried in your heart, and made it your power
You are indeed #MadeofGreat!!

For forgiving the mankind, for all its crimes and walk past them them in time,
You are indeed #MadeofGreat!!

For making your weakness, your biggest strength today,
You are indeed #MadeofGreat!!

For your optimism and grit, in life's worst phase,
You are indeed #MadeofGreat!!

For setting an example and being an inspiration for zillion others,
You are indeed #MadeofGreat!!

Thankyou for illuminating my life with your wisdom and warmth...You are indeed my most precious asset my friend! It's your self belief and ability to leave no stone unturned to seek excellence in everything that you, that I bow down to.

Also,I deeply thank Tata Motors for giving me the opportunity to pen down my heartfelt reveries to the #MadeofGreat of my life...They primarily could conceptualize such a worthy initiative because they themselves are #MadeofGreat and value and honour the greatness in others as is evident from their collaboration with the great, the legendary , the Iconic Lionel Messi....Both Tata's and Messi themselves are great apostles of Excellence and Self-belief too...Am Absolutely in awe of this Worthy Collaboration!

                                                                          -Truly Yours Roma

About the #MadeofGreat Campaign: 

The #madeofgreat campaign is the first time Tata Motors is undertaking an overall brand association campaign with a brand ambassador. It rides on a strong consumer motivation of ‘Seeking Excellence’ and ‘Self Belief’ which is showcased by the confluence of two global brands-Tata Motors and Lionel Messi. The campaign builds upon Tata Motors’ DNA of trust, authenticity, reliability, simplicity, as well as its commitment to innovation.

Lionel Messi is talent galore with conviction and is an icon for today’s youth. He is a winner who is trustworthy, reliable, pioneering, simple and driven by self-belief, which is what is at the core of Tata Motors as well. Thus, proving to be an ideal fit for the role of Global Brand Ambassador.​

You can logon to ,to know more on this Worthy Campaign!

-Truly Yours Roma

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