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BOND...an eternal feel

People become close to one another.. sharing of feel is the unseen bond.. Ah...exit from life also remains fresh in the name of bond...

 

We remember people for many years because a bond forms. Most of us remember our primary school friend teacher. Those caring people are still close to our heart. Some short term bonds also stays with long lingering feel and depth. It depends on the effect of person, situation, etc. I have developed a bond for the places i stayed with my parents and with my family. Tezpur, Silchar, Shillong, Nowgaon, Nalbari, Obhoyapuri, Goalpara... etc. I did form the bond for the people, the green, the river, the hills of those places. The paddy fields, lonely ponds, the wild creeper of roadside, the unknown nameless birds, the grazing meek animals, the floating cloud, etc... all are close to my heart.

 
 

The plants I water daily are like my child. The bond that I have with my child is same with them.. caring, nursing. Bond is that process which starts from the cradle to the grave. Let nourish our bond to live LIFE.

 
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Karabi Kakoti

A Mother, an Artist, a Poet, a Writer and an avid Dreamer… One who paint words and translates...

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