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Feeling the river

The oneway, gorgeous flow, the reflexion of cloud, little sparkling diamonds of sun rays over tiny waves, setting of sun... like drowning the sun in the river water! I had crossed Brahmaputra by lunch and motor boats for 5/6 times. Went to Umananda temple, Ashwaklanta, Daul Govinda temple. On my way I always tried to feel the river - I stretched my hand to touch the river. Ah! an eternal feel.

The Mighty Brahmaputra
 

When I crossed the Borak river by a simple boat(hand rowing)... Only on that day I felt the river closely. When we reached the middle of river our boat was out from the water only 30 centimetre (about). I felt like the surrounding water higher than our old boat.My heart throbbed but I somehow managed to touch the river. The colour of the river was gloomy. I could hardly enter my fingers in the water because of the current and flow. Boatman warned me not to touch. I felt the water as a solid substance. A feel for life.

 
 

Kusiara river of korimganj was so thin in its shape that one can easily cross it during winter season. But the structure of the river Kusiara has another view because of its curvey flow. A clean river like Umkot has another beauty. When I took the experience of being on a river I extended my hand and touched the clean green river... There I saw sunrays touching the bottom of the river. The surrounding green hills, the soothing air, smooth pebbles, cool water transforms the river a divine place to visit.

 
 

Whenever I visit any river I happen to visualise its depth, warmth, beauty. No,I am not a swimmer but well, I am a good dreamer. Water is our life so is the feel.

 
Story by
Karabi Kakoti

A Mother, an Artist, a Poet, a Writer and an avid Dreamer… One who paint words and translates...

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