A morning by the river
The river meandered around the curves of the land, swelling and sinking on the way. Its color changed depending on the time of the day and the season.When the sun rose the orangish tint that it took on gave a glow to the whole place, it moved on sinking the tint deep under. The moss covered banks were slippery and slushy.Sleepy kids brushed their yellowy teeth on the banks and spit their greenish paste into the water. The river moved on mixing in the pasty phlegm and trying to cover up the embarrassment. The coconut trees on the side swayed lightly in the breeze, some of them lying half way across the breadth of the river, from where kids could jump right into the middle of the water.

Women washed their dirty laundry on the banks while yapping loudly, they complained about their lazy husbands and heartless sons. The clothes were scrubbed loudly on the rocks by the side and the dirty water joined the river, again it tried to hide the dirt and the soapy bubbles from the bar soap. It did not hold on to the stories it heard every day, it moved on , to reach its destiny.

A coconut that broke off from the tree when a rascal was jumping, bobbed up and down in the stream. It tried to move slowly to the side but the river was quick to catch up. It was forced once again into the stream pushed forcefully and moved towards unknown lands. A little leaf joined in the journey but was soon separated from the coconut as they both had different destinies. The leaf tried to flow by but got stuck beside a little rock . It repeatedly tried to overcome the rock but finally gave up and nestled next to the rock, a pact of peace indeed. The coconut kept pace , not fighting the rhythm, not looking back at the tree it came from, bobbing up and down as before.

Rain drops started to fall like little buttons first and then gained momentum. Buttons turned to little balls and then to big balls. The gla gla song that the river was singing until then turned to the blurp blurp. Raindrops made designs of great beauty and the trees swayed to show their appreciation to the kaleidoscope of nature displayed in front of them. A fog like hue descended which covered the orange tint with great mastery. RAIN RAIN…….

The little leaf suddenly gained its freedom and took the chance to flee. Rock was not amused, it gazed on. Happy to have company the river took the traveler along.
The eeriness of the fog scared the crows and other birds who came to hide under the leaves on the tree. They flapped their wings and shook off the water from the feathers only to be wet again. A couple of myenas sat close together giving each other warmth and looked lazily at the river.

River moved on, as it always has , towards its destination.