In the beginning of Life's creation, when Twashtri (the Divine Artificer) came to the creation of woman, he found that he had exhausted all his materials in the making of Man and that no solid elements were left or available.

Not knowing what to do, he decided to meditate for some time for finding some solution to the vexed problem.

After profound meditation, he did as follows :  

He took the rotundity of the moon, the curves of the creepers,  the clinging of tendrils,  the trembling of grass,  the slenderness of the reed,   the bloom of flowers,  the lightness of leaves,  the tapering of the elephant's trunk,  the glances of deer,  the joyous gaiety of sunbeams,  the weeping of clouds, the fickleness of the wind,  the timidity of the hare,  the vanity of the peacock,  the softness of the parrot's bosom,  the sweetness of honey,  the cruelty of tiger,  the fury of hell,  the warm glow of fire, the coldness of snow,  the cooing of kokila or koyal,  the grace of the flamingo and finally the fidelity of the chakravaka - And compounding (mixing) all these together,  he made woman and gave her to man.

" O Woman, how should i show my appreciation to the ONE who has created you with perfection ?  If He is the creator, you are the recreator and a gift to Mankind !!