I made few vain attempts to 

make friendship with a river.

I told a lot everyday 

sitting on the bank.

I thought there would be 

little ripples to communicate.

The river was calm more than before.

One day I got down into the river

and drenched my whole body.

That day I woke up at midnight.

Getting down from bed I felt

my feet touching water.

A chill wind was blowing.

I smiled and slept again bearing river 

in me.