Those Blessed Urns…

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A river has always been likened to journey. Sarala talks of the urns (with the mortal remains) floating in Sangam calmly. An evocative and poignant verse of the final journey, in .


See that urn floating in Sangam 

With so much of calm!

Many people are waiting in line with more urns to be floated with grace and honour!

Those poor have already 

Joined the cosmic beauty!

Only ashes 

Just ashes left…

Some are wailing 

Some are singing 

Some are drumming 

Some ladies wiping off their sindoor

That once beautified their forehead 

Some are in tears 

Breaking their  

Once adorned their mehndi-decorated hands

Into the river!

I turned back with a heavy

And just a drop of deep emotion 

Drenched my cheeks down to my bosom!

Those urns 

Floating gracefully!

©Sarala Balachandran

Photos from the internet.

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Sarala Balachandran

Sarala Balachandran

Sarala Balachandran was working with an import-export organisation in the administrative department for 38 years. She retired eleven years back. Married, with two sons aged 43 and 36, she took interest in writing recently. She writes free verses.
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