Question

autobiography of brook

Answer 1

I, the brook take birth at a place frequented by water birds, like coot and hern. Then I flow suddenly and noisily down the valley. On my journey, I hurry down thirty hills, twenty villages, a little town, Philip's farm and fifty bridges and then join the brimming river. While flowing by various places, I make different sounds and noises. I 'chatter' over stony ways; 'bubble' into eddying bays and 'babble' like a baby over pebbles. I 'murmur' under the moon and stars. I change my course and movement in relation to places, situations and hurdles that I face while flowing. I hurry down the heals, steal (silently) by lawns and grassy plots, slide by hazel covers and slip between the ridges. I flow in a zig-zag manner. I assume different moods and dispositions based on different situations. Finally, I join the brimming river, losing my identity, just as men lose theirs in their deaths by getting mixed with the universe.

Answer 2

I rise as springs in mountains and from glaciers.

I flow like torrent from mountains through rock beds and keep on flowing till I reach a place where I drop vertically like a waterfall forming a lake,

But my flow does not stop there, I still continue to flow.

I pass by villages, little towns and a hundred bridges.

People keep on coming to me to fetch water and other use but I don’t stop for them, Instead they stop for me.

I make little waves while I am flowing.

And sometimes foam forms upon me as I travel and I flow above the gravel and pebbles and draw them all along and flow.

I spend my whole life flowing, moving and travelling until I get dried up one day but I wish that will never happen to me.