Poem J.Jayalalithaa Benign like a flower, Powerful like a hundred limbed river, This thousand faced bower. Lovely actress-dancer, A charming leader, Of oceans of betrayals and sufferings, A pain drinker. They say, She could have done better, To blame than to do, Always easier. Her life like the vicissitudes of life-river, Sometimes kind, sometimes cruel, Contained many lessons for ordinary mortals, As she rose to Goddess’ portals. Dr.S.Padmapriya