River Kunhar

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All the rivers are not under your control. You the proud mountains, the queen of northern lands has lovely arms and shoulders and from dawn to dusk round the clock and around the whole year it withstands the hardships of extreme weather brings water that is sweeter than milk it builds our muscles not to knock out you from the ring but to fight from the falling rocks and deadly land sliding the earth is destined to face. After the deadliest earthquake of human history that is yet to come, in that sources of rivers will be changed in that courses of rivers will be changed and water that gives life will crush all the rocks like you. And on that day river Kunhar will not be alone. So many new rivers will start dancing on the holy green land singing the song of thanks to the nature. You might not be seeing those daughters of mighty mountains but I can see and I can predict. Green lands will be greener in the future.

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