The Brahmaputra-Guwahati (A Poem)

an early monsoon morning:
ferries begin to ply their day on the brahmaputra
four white egrets shoot across to the greens beyond
a clever mynah excuses herself to perch on a ferry
twigs of anonymous trees
like promises rudely broken ~
are carried away by the swollen waters
while grey clouds gently take wings
to reveal the forehead of distant hills

i suddenly uncoil myself
to walk ~
the stinking alleys once again !
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(Written on 16th July 2008, at MES Inspection Bungalow, Guwahati.)