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Apr 2014
When I started to learn Murisha1
You are in the step of Mattla2
You tell me that,
“Take up Makkaut3 and
Go for Bip'ba4” otherwise
“Their Jab'ba- gibir5Job'basha6  will come and
take you to their Job'ba7!”
I replied, “If I engage in Makkaut,
The jingle will mislay!”
You just giggle and
Said “Beersalang8” !
Now after the squall
Everything is vivid and emerald
The melody of Murisha
Strike on Borail
and thinning out to the entire Raji9!
The wave of music sometime drive away your Ri’kro10
And your chortle flows through Diyung to the valley! ■■■
N.B. Here some ‘Dimasa’ words are used. Dimasa is a hill tribe inhabited in the Dimahasau district of Assam in North-Eastern region of India. People’s long struggle for protection of indigenous identity and deprivation of common people from appropriate development some time creates unsteadiness in the area. But common peace loving people believe in brotherhood, love and pursuer of god in nature. Borail hill range- an extended part of Purbachal Himalaya and river Diyung are considered as the natural signifier of Dimasa cultural practices.      
Meaning of the specific word:
1. Small bamboo flute (a traditional musical instruments of Dimasa) ; 2. Young Girl; 3. A small instrument made of bamboo; 4. Hiding in forest; 5. Mad after war; 6. Warrior; 7. War; 8. Foolish; 9. Village; 10. Small
Jayanta
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Jayanta  Guwahati,India
(Guwahati,India)   
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