The Premise

ISN’T SHE

Isn’t she the one
Flowing against the flow
Going against the wind
With her debonair blow

Isn’t she the one
Who chose her own sky
To wander to soar
To pour and to fly

Isn’t she the one
Who struggled and strived
Shamed and bruised
To be and survive

Isn’t she the one
With glamour and grit
Beauty and brains
Pulse and wit

Because she is the one
Who adorns her pride like a pearl
She is the one
The Ultimate Bossgirl

– Shruti