Life moved on like a flowing river….sometimes creating floods and sometimes paving the right path, met pebbles, met boulders, crossed the sand but flowed on….mingled with other streams and rivers… flowed together and then few moved along and few parted ways. From dawn to dusk it flowed, sometimes creating ripples and sometimes huge waves, accepting all that came along its way. It became the soul of the desert poising the marooned.
Meandering through the valleys, creating circles of lives as years passed by and seasons changed, it got the courage and faith to follow the path. It yearned for peace from horizons to horizons whose ends would never ever meet. It was harmony and serenity that this river wanted to seek. As life moved on, the river too did; passing by parched and arid land reminding of broken dreams and credence. And then rejoiced as it swiftly flowed through the picturesque view; calm, reticent and speechless. The voyage was long and the journey arduous but it flowed perennially like the thoughts and the unspoken words in the mind that never stagnates. The water it possess is never the same sometimes green and sometimes blue casted by the meadows and the sky like the ‘life’ which is reflected by the rainbow of the colorful hues; like those currents in the river which disappears in seconds, so does the life’s joys and sorrows.
Talking to the trees, walking by the moonlight, narrating its tale to the valleys, listening to the unrevealed mysteries of nature the river flows by. But very few things it holds on as it carries its journey ahead because it knows that it is going to converge into the ocean soon. Singing the melodies with tears of happiness and anguish it finally gives in, recapitulating all the memories of its journey like this life full of experience gives us a few memories to hold back.
