Based on the poet, Mirabai and Bakti poetry.
I did not go seeking a voice,
yet yours was already chanting—
not for favor,
not for praise,
but because the story would not be silent.
Among many voices,
I heard yours rise,
steady and unafraid,
carrying memory where it was needed.
You were not taught to count applause.
You learned instead
to listen—
to the hush before the story,
to the breath that waits for music.
Let others chase renown;
you chase meaning.
You bind us together
with word and tune,
and the hall remembers itself.
So I set this mark upon you,
and I will not deny it.
By voice freely given
and song faithfully kept,
I, Meghanta,Padshah Begum of the East choose you______ as my bard—
called, witnessed, and named at the East Kingdom Bardic Championship
And in the year AS XL, I command you, play on.
Meddlings of the Minnesinger 