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 Different Truths.
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 souls have already
Joined the cosmic beauty!
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
Once adorned their mehndi-decorated hands
Into the river!
I turned back with a heavy heart
And just a drop of deep emotion
Drenched my cheeks down to my bosom!
Photos from the internet.
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