India, Jan. 12 -- In the dawn's gentle hush, where hope begins to bloom, Rose a voice from the soil, dispelling the gloom. Jyotiba, the beacon, with a heart fierce and kind, Sowed seeds of knowledge for all humankind.

He walked through the fields where darkness reigned, Where ignorance and oppression had long remained. With the plow of education, he turned the barren land, Tilling the soul's soil with his unwavering hand.

He saw the chains of caste and the shadows of despair, And dared to challenge the old, the unjust, the rare. A champion of the oppressed, a voice for the weak, He taught the silent to speak, the unseen to seek.

In the temple of ignorance, he lit a flame, Turning blind faith into reason's name. His words-like a river, ...