Mother Bhramaputra

                            

How excited I am today to post this blog . I have decided that on every weekend something new and hopefully exciting will be coming your way.This time a poem which is very special to me as I have dedicated this poem to my mother.

The poem was ready but working on the preface ,a herculean task consumed much of my time . As I told you that the poem is special so the preface should also be exceptional.

 

The real story behind writing this poem or you may say the motivational force came from river Bhramaputra which flows through Assam.I had heard a lot about Bhramaputra but the real opportunity to cruise on the river came in the beginning of this year.

 

My very first impression of this Mighty river was,it reminded me of Bhupen Hazarika -the Bard of Bhramaputra.I read somewhere that Bhupen had love-hate relationship with the river.Oooppss strayed away from the topic.Coming back ,the endless river  with broad banks.......calm waters reminded me of my mother and then I decided to write a poem on MY Mother who is the driving force of my life...the words kept on hovering over my mind and on returning I wrote this poem.

                                     Mother Bhramaputra 🤶

When I saw you,you seemed to be endless,

I couldn’t make out,from where you start and where you end.

Flowing tirelessly throughout the years,

Touching every bank without any fear.

 

You feed everyone in and out,

It’s true there’s no doubt.

Your depth,your flow and the ripples on your shore,

Your playing with pebbles, singing babbles ,my heart says encore.

 

O Mighty river ! you touched the corner of my heart where my mother resides,

O dear ! Bharamputra you’re my mother’s alike. 

P.S-The title may sound weird.😇