The Ideal Woman

One who does not
worship beauty
but modesty;
One who does not
love artifical cosmetics
but cleanliness;
She is the ideal woman

One who wields
strict control
over her heart, her speech
and over every cell of her body;
on whom the brightness
of eternal piety glitters;
She is the ideal woman

One who is
the embodiment
of love and devotion;
who brims with sweetness
and the fire and instinct for service
who kindles the same in others;
She is the ideal woman

One whose heart
is filled with kindness;
one whose mouth
utters the sweet nectar of truth;
from whose hands flow
the eternal stream of chastity;
She is the ideal woman

One who is harder than a diamond
and softer than a flower
who manifests as a diamond
in times of trouble
and a flower in affluence;
who is brave yet tender;
She is the ideal woman

One who succinct speech
showers sweet nectar;
whose every word
reveals and ocean of love and devotion;
one wo leaves and indelible impression
on the yound and old alike;
She is the ideal woman

One for whom
life and death are mere games;
whom even God Indra cannot succeed
in deterring from the path of religion;
who is ever ready to sacrifics herself
for her country and religion;
She is the ideal woman

One whose dognity
lies in sobriety;
one whose every word
bears the stamp of her sagacity;
one who needs only luster and not ornaments
just as a lamp does not;
She is the ideal woman.