‘River’ named ‘You’

The blue line passing through is a River!

‘Which River?’

Any that starts with ‘Y’.

‘Why of all ‘X’ you have to choose ‘Y’?’

Y is So beautiful to look at. Isn’t it?

‘I never gave it a thought!’

I find it hopeful. You see in ‘X’ the lines cross only to move on on their own path but here in Y the lines meet from two different ends to become one!

‘Hmm! How about if I say one line splitting in two?’

Oh! That’s all the more beautiful isn’t it?! Moreover ‘You’ starts with Y. You is just as wise as the alphabet….. it can be one or many but never me.

‘So this River is ‘You’?’

‘I’ cannot be a River, can be an Island probably, floating and yet never leaving the main land. But ‘You’ yes, ‘You’ can probably be a River. Because you and your tributaries meet only to flow into one.

‘But this is not a River neither You. It is a Tapestry.’

Tapestry! The threads flowing through, passing by, running together only to become one. Isn’t that what Rivers do?

‘Probably! Probably.’

‘You’ is so better than ‘I’.

(Artwork: Tapestry by Boisali Biswas)

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