My Reflections

                                          Much water has flown down the Ganges since the famous tryst with destiny speech of our first PM at midnight stroke 14-15 August 1947 to the chanting of Jai Shri Ram by current PM at recent Dussehra celebration. As is the nature of evolution, aspirations and inspirations of nation do change. New icons replace old ones. In fact, old and long ignored icons are finding rightful place in modern India. The language to express the aspiration of modern and youthful nation has also changed. There is fast emergence of new lexicon for modern India. Traditionally, we in India have been celebrating "unity in diversity". There appears to be change in long cherished ethos. Uniformity is buzzword emanating out of corridors of power. The idea is attractive and catchy. We are suddenly obsessed with uniform civil code.  The debate, however, is fast reducing to issue of Tripple Talaq. This word talaq is new word in our lexicon with twisted und

               I’ve begun moving mechanically like a zombie, like a sleepwalker. And everything appears to be like a bad dream…nothing but a sleepwalker’s dream.’ The sleepwalker’s dream is first novel in English language by prolific Assamese writer Dhrubjyoti Borah. He is one of the eminent writers of Assamese language who received several award most notably Sahitya academy, a prestigious literary award of India. Being a practicing medical doctor Borah deftly deals with psychology of individual and group. Many shades of human persona are finely depicted by the author. Loyalty and treachery, Cooperation and suspicion, discipline and defiance, love and lust are nature of human beings and the same is displayed in this remarkable work of fiction. Through the novel, the readers peep into Bhutan’s beautiful valley of lush green forest. The readers travel through tortuous terrain, the inclement weather, high mountains and deep gorges. One gets acquainted with the climate a