They left a lot of water- sample
Levelled with source-name on the bottle.
At first, the Ganges- under test.
Due to intense pollution, the result says
About the presence of microbes.
So, it's not pure surely,though holy.
Then, I took the water showing 'the Rupnarayana, the Kanshabati
And the Subarnarakha', one by one.
While on test, my hand moved in a monotone
And I looked for a change.
But when I just hold the bottle with 'the Brhamaputra',
The world in front of me turned into turbid-
Oh! Where I am, leaving Assam and my small village!
But, soon Mr.Pabitra extended the sample with 'the Rukni'
I felt deep in my heart, as if, I've got everything on my hand.
It's because the river Rukni bears
The memory of my boyhood days-
Which is crystal clear and pure too.
Date:17-08-2017.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Memories of boyhood days! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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