A friend of mine, while visiting Varanasi, was posting photos on Instagram.She was telling many stories through her pictures. I happened to borrow one of her stories and a picture.
Little girl always drew rivers, with the Sun rising in the East.
She drew boats sailing, fishermen rowing, not worried in the least.
Painted pictures but by imagination, used reds and yellows.
Blues of the water, boats always black, in the shadows.
Grew up, restless, looking for calm.
Travel seemed to her like balm.
Wanderlust pulling and pushing.
Mighty rivers always calling, inviting.
So..which legend to cruise on, better than the Ganges?
Capturing childhood paintings in real life,
with strokes of melted gold in the Ganges.
Little girl always drew rivers, with the Sun rising in the East.
She drew boats sailing, fishermen rowing, not worried in the least.
Painted pictures but by imagination, used reds and yellows.
Blues of the water, boats always black, in the shadows.
Grew up, restless, looking for calm.
Travel seemed to her like balm.
Wanderlust pulling and pushing.
Mighty rivers always calling, inviting.
So..which legend to cruise on, better than the Ganges?
Capturing childhood paintings in real life,
with strokes of melted gold in the Ganges.
Photo Credits Go To Ruchira Asthana.
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