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Muhi Saikia

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Excitement The day seems to be swallowed up by the night It takes away the last rest of the day like a hungry tigress after giving birth. Now whether it is dark or not I close the doors and windows . Here time is a perfidious excitement of the night not waiting fot darkness . ©Muhi Saikia

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A day against the will Let's plead against the will one day Today you don't have to wear your favorite clothes and boycott all the events for the day .Let's spend this fasting time trapped in the water with thousands of others confined in the pride of water .Let us thirst for a cup of water in the wavy water .Let the heaps under our feet be suddenly collapsed and our whole body of consciousness be awakened in the brightness of the water .Rooted in resistance, the riparian trees that witness many memories will still stand, where we find our last refuge .Those who will understand the situation from the sky , their eyes will collect our wonderful(?) sight .Let us be a picture or a skatch against the combined will of endangered people and livestock . ©Muhi Saikia

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Endless pleas of love Despite suffering and poverty Men always carry endless pleas of love Love is the beating art as well as the radiant welfare of the heart . There is also an end-to-end flow of love in the river that flows toward the sea . People despoiled by catastrophe also have a lot of time to be oneness in love . Wiping the body in the light of love Men engage in its innate journey . Love is the sole responsible for making people yearn for immortality and provoking them to think as if love is the ultimate consequence of life. ©Muhi Saikia

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The stone next to the highway The ancient rock, black like the clay body of a buffalo,is next to the highway . At first, a couple of naughty guys marked some obscene sketches on his body. Some strange lover wrote his girlfriend's name on it beautifully . That was the beginning ; after this, no script has been written except that. It became the gadget of the world in the coating of scripts . It carries local declarations, protest voices, rebel slogans, political promises, party manifestos . The inscriptions on its back are brightly erect, flat or scissors ; The scripts are its dresses dominated by the new over the old. Sometimes dust makes the scripts dirty and discolored. It makes the meaning of the script illogical like a history written with falsity . ©Muhi Saikia

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The yellow sea There is a murmur of yellow addiction in the blooming mustard fields with a post related conversation of green . This color comes at the end of many storms in the midday of a ripened custard-apple which highlights the artwork of every journey . The color of the mustard flower is our usual color , this color is also the last color of the leaves Yellow transforms our body to the reality of color . In the mood of westward wave of wind One day we will have a tour through a blossoming mustard fields . We will finish the journey of the pottery vessel and dive into the yellow sea . ©Muhi Saikia

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ASSAMESE FOLK SONG Tears are also water The water of the river is also water The water in the stream dry up But tears don't dry out for life . ©Muhi Saikia

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ACCOMMODATION She opened the umbrella in the sun The shadow was unfolded ( We don't buy umbrellas ; we buy shade) She covered her face with the open book and fell asleep on the sofa (We don't buy sofas, we buy comfort) ©Muhi Saikia

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A long night ahead There are two stools of malnutrition in the household. His wife is seating in one and himself in the other. They are pouring face to face into two glasses with borrowed wine to make them cry for a long night ahead. ©Muhi Saikia

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WARRIORS 1. Dead warriors on the battlefield eventually become no one's enemies . Look - in the light of raw and the darkness of dead blood what a great acting of these lifeless bodies is ! 2. Every war would have been just acting. Every soldier would have been a fictional character Desire for war would be the first choice of life .After finishing their acting ; Soldiers would have returned to own people with a healthy body . ©Muhi Saikia

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