The ganges through my eyes

I sat where it is birthed, the mighty Ganges
As it spews forth from the mountain ranges
The waters were white & crystal clear,
After being released from mother Earth’s lair.
The vista was surreal, with scenic hue changes.

The river sprang forth in splendorous form
Breaking many an age old norm
It danced and pranced on pebbles and stone
As it gushed forth from its home
For now on Earth’s bosom, it was free to roam.

There were butterflies flitting about near
Where the banks had been eroded by wear
The deer came to drink, slake their thirst
And others did to, jostling to be first
This spot, after all to many, was quite dear.

The stream gained volume and grew thunderous
It was a sight to behold, most wondrous
I sat and watched this magical play of nature
For I am just God’s mere creature.
Sitting by the bank enjoying a sight splendorous


Image – saira via unsplash

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About Sonal Singh

An author, storyteller, and full-time observer of life’s glorious absurdities. I write humour-laced stories where chaos wears fluffy fur, emotions arrive uninvited, and middle-class Indian households become ecosystems of drama, love, and unsolicited advice. Armed with sarcasm, caffeine, and alarming emotional attachment to stray creatures, I believe compassion is less of a virtue and more of a lifestyle disorder. One that I embrace. When I’m not writing, I’m usually busy running a full-time HR consultancy business, rescuing animals, or trying to maintain dignity while being emotionally manipulated by my pets. Through my literary work, I try to blend humour with heart, celebrating the messy coexistence of humans and non-humans in modern urban India.

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