I am Teesta
I am Teesta river, O' tourist do you see? I flow in Sikkim, he was built around me Twisting and turning, I follow you around Isn't my gurgling water the most pleasant sound? From the glaciers of the Himalayas I am born I am the anklet that the foot of the hills adorn From high up the mountains to the valley down below I dance, I bounce, I play and I splash as I flow! The rocks and pebbles are my childhood friends I tag them and run away, our game never ends Too heavy to move, the rocks grumble and frown I giggle as the pebbles chase me but soon drown Young men and women want to play along They join me in a raft and burst headlong I take them in a bumpy ride, quite full of thrill Be wary, I am boisterous, forgive me if I kill! Like a young maiden, I wear ornaments that I make The glistening grains of sand from the stones that I break The milky white froth and iridescent bubbles of air Are much like the flowers bedecking her hai