Waters never die—they only change form

As the sun dips behind the Zabarwan mountains, the waters of Dal Lake shimmer in hues of gold and crimson. A lone silhouette — a boatman — glides gracefully across the surface, his boat cutting through the tranquil reflections like a brushstroke on a canvas.

Water is eternal. It never dies; it simply transforms. From the placid ripples of Dal Lake to the raging rivers that carve through the valleys, water carries with it stories of time and resilience. The Shikara wala, with his rhythmic oar strokes, becomes a part of this timeless cycle—his movements a quiet homage to the ever-changing yet immortal essence of water.

This scene isn’t just about a boatman at sunset. It’s a reminder that, like water, life flows, adapts, and evolves. The lake you see today may one day rise to the skies as clouds, only to return as rain, feeding the very waters that cradle the Shikara.

As the silhouette fades into the twilight, one thing becomes clear: the beauty of water lies not just in its form but in its eternal journey. And so, the Shikara wala rows on, a symbol of life’s ceaseless flow under the ever-changing hues of the Kashmiri sky.

Waters never die—they only change form.

The image above is clicked on Canon EOS 1000D