Discourses From the East

The Road between us: Shillong, Fear, and the Fragile Art of Coexistence
On most days, the road between Guwahati and Shillong is an unremarkable stretch of asphalt. It carries students rushing to classes, families…
Discourses From the East

On most days, the road between Guwahati and Shillong is an unremarkable stretch of asphalt. It carries students rushing to classes, families…

Every year, roughly fifteen million young Indians walk out of colleges and universities with a certificate in hand and a plan in…

Sir Niketu Iralu stood as a rare and necessary moral anchor for the Nagas and the wider North East, precisely because he…

This disaster is far more than an environmental event—it is a profound human tragedy. Within a matter of hours, countless families lost everything they had spent a lifetime building. Homes were swept away, roads disappeared beneath floodwaters, communication networks collapsed, and entire villages were submerged. Thousands of people were forced to abandon their homes with little or no warning. Many are now living in temporary relief camps, uncertain about what tomorrow holds.

Every monsoon in Assam follows the same script: rivers swell, embankments breach, villages vanish under water, relief camps fill, crops are lost, roads dissolve into silt. Then the water recedes, compensation is announced, embankments are patched, and the state exhales—until next year, when the script repeats almost exactly.

উজনি অসমৰ তিনিখন জিলাত অলপতে (প্ৰধানকৈ শিৱসাগৰ, লগতে চৰাইদেউ আৰু যোৰহাট জিলা; জুলাই, ২০২৬) যি প্ৰলয়ংকৰী বানপানী হৈ গ’ল সেয়া আছিল এক…