Murky flows the river once again,
A cause caused it to gain, cause the strain,
A stitch here a stitch there
And returns the old tare,
A gain never is gained without pain.
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River Godavari, not far from where I was vacationing at Khadakwasla near Poona, was recently cleaned up for the Kumbha mela (fair)at Nasik. As a short cut, water was released from a nearby dam to flush out the filth. But then Kumbha itself caused it to be dirty as before. It was like treating a serous scar with a band-aid.
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Happenings | 12.11.15 |
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
so; every single pain is its gaining!
A serious problem where band-aid kind of solutions would never help, no fire-fighting, drastic long term steps. Thank you, Mahtab Bangalee.