Prabhawati Devi : "The Mother of the Roadways"
She never drove a truck herself, Nor travelled every mile, Yet built a road of values strong, With patience, grit, and smile. "Be honest," was her first command, "Let service be your way, And if you earn a person's trust, They'll return another day." Years have passed, her hair turned silver, More than seventy seasons gone, Yet her voice still guides the family, Steady as the morning dawn. Her youngest son, dear Harendra, Speaks of lessons she would share, How every customer mattered, And every promise needed care. The trucks may carry countless loads, Across the nation wide, But hidden in each journey lives A mother's timeless guide. For businesses may rise and fall, And fortunes come and flee, But trust and integrity endure— Her greatest legacy. Her spiritual quotient remains her crown, The source of her inner might, For she believes that honest work, Guided by faith, will always find light. In every prayer, in every deed, Her life's message shines true— That success may earn admiration, But character earns blessings that endure.