Tryst with the pen

Are the North Easterners are India' outsider                            Bhaskar J Nath It was a chill winter  of 2014 and I was travelling from Delhi to Assam by Rajdhani express, sat next to me was a  fine well dressed gentleman. His  postures and expressions radiated his fine sensibility imbued with intelligence and confidence. After momentary silence our initial conversation started as usual  and after knowing that  I belonged to Assam he expressed his wonder that how came I did not look mongoloid and wear cloths like others. I took some time to collect myself from the sudden shock of astonishment and our conversation began . Though I  tried to  dispel his clouds of misunderstanding North east , I was still confounded how much I succeeded in convincing him with my views of  heterogeneous , multi cultural pluralisti...

The Celibate monk                                                  poet Rajiv Borah    T ranslated by Bhaskar J Nath                                              Prologue : Childhood bewails,scourged in the incessant cascading ebb of tradition. An exasperating journey from mothers lap to the land. Pangs of life .....consolation of fulfilment of life...I have seen the faces glimmering in the light emnating from that pillar that rises above the ordinary debate of meaning and meaninglessness.And I saw the painful faces of cowherding peers on the river bank in the morning. I saw the childhood hiding in the bushes of river bank,dragged by them to metamorphose them to monk. Bird that once was free, gnawed and screamed after tied to that...