Every time visiting friends and extended family call from Shillong, marvelling at its beauty and asking how we could ever leave, it reopens a wound left unattended.
This was not our choice. We left the place with a throbbing, gnawing sensation of leaving home behind. A cross to be carried till the end of life. This was all set to become our hiraeth. To survive, we had to pack off and get going.
A landscape synonymous with the terrestrial symphony, a heaven-pouring life that made ordina
is a writer, a poet, a book and film reviewer from Shillong in Northeast India. She lives and works in Gujarat at present, teaching undergraduate students. She has four published collections of poems.
