Up the steep steps as you reach the age old fort, you breathless behold the green valley down below and that magnificent mound of rock by the name Robinson Hill.
In the sweet silence of birds' chirping, the winds reek of rifles and gun smoke and you hear not the rustling leaves but bullets echoing all over the valley one more down, another down as they held the fort till fell breathless passing into tombs and memorials you read to pause for a breath up above the green valley where the grasses grew over the blood.
Duar War (1865) declared by the British on the Bhutanese. Inadequately armed and outnumbered, the Bhutanese fought gallantly at the Buxa Fort, Duars before falling to the might of a superior army. A visit to the Buxa Fort in April, 2016 inspired this write.