into deep water
This might have been the longest breaks where i stopped writing about places, people i hang out with and places where i existed. the grand manor, where brahmaputra flowed actually left to right, the panoramic view. for the days running early in the morning alongside and over it, across one of the largest riverine islands to end up for a day at majuli. green apple sizzler, the straws inverted, the grand pizza, i’m here at jorhat. madam gogoi on failed coffee latte. east khasi, for the time here, an escape. where insta was cut, so were other modes, limited whatsapp communication and a bunch of unknowns turned knowns. for a time i walked, ran, jumped into shallow water, drowned, danced in a moving car to rolling down tears at the back of it with sunglasses on and some low-key music. for a time through all the meadows and stretched sunset views i revisited all the life i had once, for the time i was in university, some good friends, all the energies of the world and all together a gro...
