Haflong, my hometown, is blessed with natural beauty.
The above photo shows the blue hills that's so much
a part of this town. This was taken at dawn when half
the town was still asleep and everything looked so serene.
The lake that's so much a part of Haflong lore. Of fishing
and bathing, swimming and drowning; and the recurring stories
of ghosts...Back in those days, this area was truly beautiful.
The bank of the lake was a stretch of green grassy slopes and
countless trees. But now many houses stand on what was once
so green. But still the lake survives...Elsewhere, many smaller
lakes have dried up bringing to an end all the aquatic life
and the vegetation on their banks. Now there's no trace that once
this was a watery mass that teemed with fish and shrimp, crabs
and tadpoles, and children played on their sandy and shingly
banks.
