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Apr 2014
You come and
Surprisingly change everything!

You come to replace scorching aflame of daylight,
You come with thunder and wind;
Out of fear,
Tears come out from the sky!

We say
You are coming to visit your mother’s place!

We always wait for your visit
Because, your energy and plummeting forces
Not only wreckage but it set up the ground for creation!

We call you ‘Bordoichila’
The butterfly
Who dance and fly with vigour,
Distribute our individual wishes to others
to complete the progression for creation !

You are our adored sister,
The butterfly dancer!

We always wait for you
to dance with you
in the festival of spring!
From April to May many parts of India experiences thunderstorm.  There are many name for it, Kalbaishakhi, Bordoichila,etc. In Assam we call it ‘Bordoichila’ in our Assamese language, which is derived from the word ‘Bordoichiklha’ (the dancer who performed the dance Bagrumba, where butterfly movements are mimicked. It is a dance of Bodo community living in Assam). When the thunder storm   comes people use to say “Bordoichila coming to her mother’s place’.  Local people believe that thunder storm of this season is an indicator, how it will rain in summer; if it is prominent, there will be good rain or vies-versa”. This time 'Bordoichila'has not visited us yet.
Jayanta
Written by
Jayanta  Guwahati,India
(Guwahati,India)   
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