As an year ago
They saw young lives drowning
To depths of that river bed
On a fierce rainy day
As their boat capsized
As it carried more people than
It could afford to
This path is the shortest one
To get to the school
So students take risk
Crossing the river on boats
Than travelling long distances
Even as parents fear about another tragedy
With the monsoon raising water level
As usual in this river
A bridge remains a dream
As politicians have time only to talk
They can’t see the plight of people
I couldn't resist writing on this,when i saw students crossing a furious chaliar river on country boats.Only an year ago some students lose their lives in that river. Hope that someday they will get a bridge for safer journey.