Solitude

The Seven colors standing firm besides

symbolise unity and satiety.

And though it inspires human heart,

in itself is incomplete and forever thirsty.

Such is human life,

where you can inspire…

But hardly can you escape this mire.

You can spread smiles,

But remain lonely for miles and miles.

Bogibeel Bridge at sunset

Bogibeel Bridge – A Symbol of Hope for a Better Future

Bogibeel Bridge at sunset
Bogibeel Bridge at sunset

This spring I had the pleasure of visiting my hometown Dibrugarh after 13 long months. Spring is very special to us in Assam because with the advent of spring comes Bihu, the Assamese New Year. This Bihu was more special because my 3 months young baby was visiting his paternal as well as maternal grandparents for the first time. I decided to take this opportunity to visit a few tourist destinations with my baby to create memories together. And one destination which was on my list was the recently inaugurated Bogibeel bridge. So while I was at my parents’ place in Dibrugarh I seized the opportunity to take a ride over the bridge.

Bogibeel bridge is built over the mighty river the Brahmaputra and connecting the two major districts of Assam, Dhemaji and Dibrugarh are symbolic of hope for a better future. The other day I came across a poem written by Will Allen Dromgoole, ‘The Bridge Builder’ where an old pilgrim after crossing a river in high tide decides to build a bridge to pave the way for those who have to take that path in the future. His fellow pilgrim was not too positive about this step of his and asked him

“Old man,” said a fellow pilgrim near,

“You are wasting your strength with building here;

Your journey will end with the ending day,

You never again will pass this way;

You have crossed the chasm, deep and wide,

Why build this bridge at evening tide?”

The old man, the bridge builder replied

“Good friend, in the path I have come,” he said

“There followed after me to-day

A youth whose feet must pass this way.

This chasm which has been as naught to me

To that fair-haired youth may a pitfall be;

He, too, must cross in the twilight dim;

Good friend, I am building this bridge for him!”

The poem promotes the idea of building links for the future and passing the torch along for the next generation. In the same context the Bogibeel bridge has paved the way for progress and prosperity for the people of the region. Heavy flood during monsoon in the region brings life to a standstill, especially the northern bank. Connectivity is lost and assistance becomes next to impossible. The bridge is like a lifeline from this point of view. It is totally upon the people of this region as to how they use this bridge to overcome their obstacles and hardships.

Bogibeel Bridge from an intersecting line and direction perspective

A photographer’s view of Bogibeel Bridge

Bogibeel bridge is a combined road and rail bridge with a length of 4.94 kms. It is situated at a distance of 17 kms from Dibrugarh town. The rail line is double line broad gauge, and the road way is 3 lane. The Bogibeel bridge is the only bridge in India to be built by Steel-Concrete Composite Girders keeping in view the heavy flood in the region. It provides connectivity to nearly five million people residing in upper Assam and neighbouring Arunachal Pradesh. The bridge also connects NH 37 and NH 52, and has reduced 705 kms by railroad and 150 kms by roadway to Itanagar. Bogibeel bridge is the 6th bridge over the river Brahmaputra after taking into account the new Saraighat bridge. The construction of the bridge started in 2002 which was finally completed on December 2018. One definite advantage the bridge has given to the people of Dhemaji is easy access to Assam Medical College Hospital located in the Dibrugarh district. Earlier the only way to reach Dibrugarh was to take a ferry across the river which took quite sometime considering the commute time to and from the jetty and the travel time on the ferry. In my opinion, the other advantages for the people of Dhemaji are easy commute to Dibrugarh Airport and Dibrugarh University. Majuli, the largest river island in the world is a popular tourist destination in Assam. The Satras in the island and the geography of the place has attracted many researchers from around the world. Earlier it took around 9 hours to reach Majuli via waterways, which has now been reduced to 4 hours via Bogibeel bridge. In the coming years Bogibeel bridge will definitely help promote commerce, trade and tourism.

Author and her child Nevaan on top of Bogibeel Bridge

Me and Nevaan on top of Bogibeel Bridge

For those willing to be mesmerised by the beauty of the tea gardens, the mountains, the rivers, pack your bag and take a flight to Dibrugarh away from the hustle and bustle of city lives. Hotels, lodges and even homestays are available in Dibrugarh. Uber and Ola rides are not in service here but cabs are available for conveyance. Summer in Assam is sweaty and hot, monsoon is humid and experience heavy rainfall. October to April are the best months to visit Assam when the weather is pleasant and the mood is festive.

Pic credit: Swarnav Borgohain

The Best Gift from my Dad

When I was quite young, my dad gave me a gift…..a poem. It was an invaluable piece of advice from a father to his young daughter who had yet to experience life. I feel proud to say that I remember it till date by heart and feel happy to share it with you all.

Plain living and high thinking,

That’s what should be your aim in life.

Never daunted but ever ahead,

That’s how you can win in strife.

That’s only my advice

To you my little daughter

What more can you expect 

From your dearest father.

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My father used to write revolutionary poems in his youth. As a kid I remember he narrated for us lines from Shakespeare’s plays and we were like, ” Wow, dad is so good in literature.” Inspite of his vernacular educational background, it was dad whom we looked upto, or run for help with our English homeworks and assignments, especially grammar. He was like our proof reader, our editor. Even today I am scared to show my write ups lest he finds some mistakes. So inspired by my dad here is my first poem ever:

ILLUSION

O’ blithe soul!
The envoy of peace
How blessed you are, indeed!
The blue sky is all yours, all birds your cohort,
And a carefree and blissful life you live.
Athwart the sea, over the mountains,
Beyond the horizon you fly,
Praising His creation, cursing man
You utter- fie human fie!

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Indomitable, unstoppable, fiery you are
Unlike me, trapped in life’s mire.
I take a leap….fall…and lurch.
They consider me to be fluky
And are in praise at my fate
But they fail to see the sting,
Which i suffer and hate.

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How i wish to fly like you!
to explore the splendor all through
to feel the breeze and touch the sky
and sing songs of love true.
But dreams are a sham
And man a mere marionette
His fate is in submission
And life an illusion!

Thank you! Hope you like it! Please try and overlook my mistakes, if any.

Pic courtesy: Google