Prayag Raj

At the confluence of two mighty rivers,
Stands a city tall and proud.
With roots steeped in ancient India
It struggles to embrace today.

The fort on the river bears testimony
To the battles fought
It stands in derelict neglect by the river
Saluting the bygone.

Sentinel-like the Akshayavat spreads
A reminder of the gory past.
Overlooking the city and sacred ghat’s
Of my beloved Prayag Raj.

Image – Sonal singh

About Sonal Singh

I believe that life is a repertoire of anecdotes. The various situations that we encounter, the many incidents of every day, the people we meet, our conversations with them; all make life a melange of tales. And, that is what I attempt to capture through my writing. My cooking is no different! It reflects my love for travel and my love for innovation. The kitchen is my happy place. So, even though by vocation I am a recruiter (www.rianplacements.com), by passion I am a writer, home chef and a hodophile.

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