The Ravi river is a shadow of its former self as it runs past Lahore, which is sprawled on its eastern bank.
Not really a river any more, it is but a filthy stream contaminated by the toxicants released into it from factories along the nearby Shahdara road.
In the winter, the river looks even worse because its flow has been reduced to a trickle, making a mockery of the buttresses constructed on its banks to prevent flooding in the past.
In fact, some nomads set up temporary camps on dry patches of the riverbed in the winter, confident that water will not displace them.
But come summer or winter, boatmen on each bank of the Ravi offer to take picnickers to the baradari or summer pavilion of Kamran Mirza, which stands on a little island in the middle of the riverbed.
As a child, I often wondered how the Mughals managed to construct this structure at such a convenient location.
I later found out that the baradari, a typical Mughal pavilion, was constructed on the western bank of the Ravi, where it overlooked the historical city of Lahore.
But the Ravi was once whimsical and powerful enough to change course at will. Sometimes full of wrath, it destroyed everything in its path.
In one of its previous incarnations, the Ravi decided that the baradari looked better in the middle of the riverbed.
Believed to have been constructed in 1540 by Prince Kamran Mirza, the younger brother of Emperor Humayun, the structure is said to be the oldest Mughal structure in this Mughal city of gardens.
Others, however, have asserted that the current structure of the baradari could have been a later renovation, replacing the original building, perhaps on the orders of Emperor Shahjahan. Then, there are others who doubt if Kamran Mirza ever constructed a baradari here.