Origin of Ganges.....

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legend of Bhagirath and Bhagirathi
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Ashesh9
Ashesh9
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as i waited in despair for urine to onrush
from droopy flaccid phallush........
with kidney, bladder toxins to deflush
was reminded of hoary Seeker Bhagirath
Who sought out Mother Ganges from the high Heavens
to save 60,000 ancestors from Sage's Hellish Wrath!?
Reader: please google Legend of Ma Ganga and Bhagirath
to know of these 60,000 spoilt brats of a Monarch who were accursed
to suffer eternal damnation , Hellish tortures etc until Divine Riverpath,
flowed over their stinking rotten bones ........at GangaSagar Math.
and still my urinary fluid played truant : after unruly urges sheer sloth??!
Bhagirath underwent penances which would shame a commando.....ninja or a knight
and showed the steely tenacity of an ant ....a caterpillar or a flame obsessed moth!
legend claims he sat in deep mediation for thousands of years
to a lil' boy : me , I was all eager ears....
but at last Lady Success kissed Him and wiped away His tears....
a dribble of urine chased away my fears!!!
of swollen prostate in my latter years
And the icy Himalayas welcomed Ganges and did away with all arrears
of yesteryear water scarcity my Dears!
She flowed down north India's alluvial plains:
brought fertility to rice crops and along with Her came rains !
the Ganges burst it's banks amidst overflowing drains .....
My flow of urine jus' developed formula 1 speed and smart brains...
She flowed over Bhagirath's ancestors' bones
He received their relieved thanks but not over mobile phones.....
I conclude here : Goodnight , I'm Home....
OM shanti....shanti OM shanti OM

Ashesh9
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3 Comments
HarryHillHarryHillabout 6 years ago

You never disappoint A9, funny stuff

tazz317tazz317about 6 years ago
TO USE OBSCURE HISTORY

as poetic phrophecy...TK U MLJ LV NV

BVMLoverBVMLoverabout 6 years ago

Very evocative imagery, nice!

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