One of the most heart stealing beloved,
Heigher than the common land nearer to cloud.
Aharabal between the hills a beautiful spot,
White in winter nd cooler in hot.
The kosarnag river flows here,
Penetrating the high mountains of nature.
The sespended rocks_neither they rest nor in fall,
Do not sit beneath they call.
From the round in pose of bend,
One sees the hasty river with no end.
Reluctantly and eagerly I walked down,
To see the magnetic cataract,the Aharabal crown.
The river has large water fall,
Strong shoulders - well designed- may be by nature or sculptors.
The rocks too sprout water through the gap,
The mother also nurses the trees in its lap.
After this ecstasy,
I ascend to the road and further to the forest end.
Animals hiding I saw beheaded trees,
And sparse woods unable to shelter these............
Aharabal the best place in my area......