Northeastindia Stories

I believed that as long as the fire stayed lit, nothing in our world could ever go wrong. I was wrong. The year is 1979. In the hidden valleys of Sagalee, life moves to the rhythm of the river and the crackle of the family hearth. For Tado, the world is a beautiful, simple map: his hardworking parents, his shadows of a brother and sister, and Maya, the girl who holds his heart and his future in her hands. Tado is the village's pride, a young man with a bright mind and a "timepass" curiosity that leads him to sit for a teaching interview for a school in the distant, misty mountains of Bhutan. He didn't think he'd pass. He didn't think he'd have to leave. But when the letter arrives, the "Golden Choice" becomes a gilded cage. What follows is a journey of fifty years, told through a man who spent his life looking backwards. It's a combined confession; a letter written to the youth he lost, the family he couldn't protect, the village that moved on without him, and the love that remains frozen in a B&W photograph. Now seventy years old, Tado has walked away from the world. He lives in a house where no other doors are in sight, a solitary cottage perched between the Bhutanese clouds. In the absolute silence of the mountains, he is finally ready to open the old, dusty trunk he's carried across borders and lifetimes. He is ready to face the words he wrote when he still knew who he was. A journey of displacement, a tribute to the North-East India, and a bittersweet confession to the years that slipped away.

A set of peotry reflecting on the ills of heartbreak, depression while the world unknowingly keeps on moving.

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It is a story of a young girl Keera who discovers a new way of fighting in her life against all the odds she comes across and that is by falling in love.... I have written two chapters of smut in it so it is for mature audience so you can just skip it if you want. To know with whom and how pls read the book. Hello this is author Miammi from Mumbai, India , this isn't my first book on wattpad I have tried writing a few stories but didn't complete any so this is officially my first complete book. It is a small story and I hope you will like it especially the end. I'm nervous about it the most , it is quite unexpected and I hope it won't disapoint you. Pls read it till the end and share your thoughts and reviews about it, it would really encourage me.

A rebel tribal leader is out to recruit a revolutionary. But he needs to be careful not to raise any doubts else shall be eliminated like many of his comrades. Will he manage? And shall the new recruit prove his mettle? **** Close to 1870's, the northeast of India was witnessing a massive change. The British planters were clearing hills and spreading Tea estates. That affected the tribals and indigenous people of the region and divided them into two. This moody story brings out one nerve wrecking evening of the politics, rivalry, conspiracy and disenchantment in a tribe when face to face with urbanity! **** Please Note: It's a moody, slow-burner. Enjoy it with DARK FOREST Ambience and Music- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EUer-Tto1ZA Image Credits: 1) Photo by Tom Verdoot from Pexels 2) Wooden Path - Photo by Rachel Claire from Pexels 3) Photo by Francesco Ungaro from Pexels 4) Photo by Berend de Kort from Pexels 5) Photo by HONG SON from Pexels 6) Photo by Kelly L from Pexels 7) Photo by Nandhu Kumar from Pexels 8) Photo by Pok Rie from Pexels 9) Photo by cottonbro from Pexels 10) Photo by travis blessing from Pexels Do leave your votes, feedbacks and share if your like the story!

While the Valley of Flowers in Uttarakhand often steals the spotlight, the Northeast Indian version, nestled in the high-altitude regions of Sikkim, is equally mesmerizing but far less crowded. This mystical region is often called the "Flower Garden of India," and once you lay eyes on its breathtaking beauty, you'll understand why.

Where letter travels and the smell of wet soil after every rain, where two strangers are bound not by love but by decision, responsibility and duty - but it takes a turn of a bond. Where they find eachother with shy glances, shared silence and support. Because sometimes action speaks louder than words. A love blossom not through conversations but a comfort....

The family's smart but lazy crackpot once wished to get her youth back. And by that, she meant- to lose the dark circles and those damn joint pain. She did not want to move back to the neighbourhood she grew up in, only to play 'parenting' while dealing with her paradoxical younger sister who's slightly scaring everyone with her new persona; her self-proclaimed fitness expert of a mother who thinks she's a successful influencer; her father who is too attached to his culture to stop making new experimental dishes; and her sister's three kids, including an obnoxious one, who may possibly help her out on the angst-ridden-self-discovery journey that she thought she had given up years ago. Worse, she'll have to listen to her mother's scathing sass in person instead of their long distance calls where she usually tunes out the aging (not aging!) proud influencer.

Two clans divided by blood. One chief bound by duty. One prisoner who refuses to know his place. In the ancient Karbi hills, tradition is law and enemies remain enemies. As the newly appointed Jirpo, Teron has sworn to protect those laws. Then a captive from a rival clan is thrown into his care. Timung should have feared him. Instead, he challenges him. Mocks him. Gets far too close to his thoughts. As old rivalries awaken and sacred rituals demand sacrifice, the line between captor and captive begins to blur. One reckless argument. One dangerous moment. And suddenly, neither of them knows which is stronger- their duty... or their hearts. A story of forbidden love, clan warfare, ancient traditions, and two stubborn idiots making everything worse.

In Rivona Village, under a sky of fireflies, Arin and Mira's love was meant to last forever- until destiny tore them apart. But some whispers never fade....

a girl falling in love, with a girl.

Leina is a Meitei and Angam, a Naga and there in lie the very reason why together they are like oil and water.If anything, the rift between the two communities they belong to gets driven further with time.Admist the mistrust and growing distance amongst their people, Angam and Leina only gets closer.Together can they defy the lines drawn? Can their love protect each other long after one is gone? • A story set in North East India •

It is spring season. The most wonderful time of the year in Kolkata when the weather is neither too hot not too cold. A group of friends meet up for a birthday party in a cafe, from where they find love in the most unexpected places. Will they finally let spring come into their hearts and give love a chance? Hope you enjoy! XOXO Important note: This is just a work of fiction and is not meant to stereotype or hurt any tribe, race or culture. Disclaimer: I do not own the pictures used in this story. They belong to their rightful owners.

As she kept on walking enjoying the joyful vibe of the wedding, she noticed a slight tug on her wrist. "Excuse me miss?" A deep voice came from her behind making her stop in her tracks. She turned around slowly, her eyebrows slightly furrowed as if contemplating on whether whoever it was actually referring to her or not. As she turned around, she noticed a guy standing in front of her. He gestured towards her wrist. And there it was...The unbreakable knot... 🌸🌸🌸 Ever heard of a knot being tied between two people? Not marriage but something else entirely. If you're one of those girls sitting single out there and wishing if you had a filmy story with a handsome guy then you have stumbled upon the right story. The Unbreakable Knot is a story written by aruco_25 with a tinge of humor, sarcasm and romance, perfect for those who actually want a life full of playful chaos with their partner. Ab itni door padh hi liya hai toh dekh ke jao😼 °°°°° The cover photo has been taken from pinterest and it is not mine.

A story line of 2 day trek to Dzukou Valley. #NorthEastIndia

The only hill station of Assam. A place full of nature and adventure. World wide mystery which are still unsolved. History of the past. Co-habitation of different tribes, cast, culture and religion. ******* * Places to visit during your holidays. Explore northeast within the heart of northeast.

The credibility of the DMC for north east is quite big enough to attract tourists. The travel partner for northeast emphasize on covering all the special destinations while building adequate trust at the same time.