The Lost River
At the Triveni Sangam at Prayagraj,
I had a problem I could not solve -
I did never find the Saraswati river
Merging with the Yamuna and the Ganga.
I have spent years asking myself why.
Recently, at Siddhpur near Patan,
I stood on the dry and garbage littered bed
Of the once wide Saraswati river.
I did not know this river at all.
It had stopped flowing around 2600 BCE.
Misguided,
I was looking for the Saraswati river,
At the wrong place.
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