Stealing warmth from twinkling stars the Yamuna
was sleeping wearing the blanket of mist . A rejected
love soul tormented by the burning spasm of dejection
dragged his languid body lashing his reluctant strides
with the stubbornness of his decision to end his life
drowning into the placid abysmal depth of the river .
The dreaming Yamuna awakened by the vigorous jerk
of her sixth sense glanced on the man standing on
her bank . Reading his mind she requested Thor to
drink all her water for some time so that the man
can’t commit suicide. The vanished river bewildered the
man to positive thinking and an ebullient life was saved .