I remember the lake with water so green,
But I have forgotten the way.
It was not so big, not so small.
I used to be a frequent visitor there,
For amidst all the echoes
There was an unknown kin we shared.
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Every week I’m having a brainstorm about what to write next for my column. Me choose a topic which influence me deeply but with fresh and original
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April 18, 2012
As the fragrance of spring blooms lingers around me, memories rush through my mind bringing vivid images of good old days. Sitting thousands of miles away I smile looking at Facebook updates on Bihu. Bihu, for most of my friends is just a word. However, for every Assamese it's not just a festival but an amalgamation of a huge bunch of expressions, emotions and thoughts. The merriment and vivacity of the festival is in the air...
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