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Playground of the Gods

In conversations with Meghalaya’s Sacred Groves

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Swarnali Mukherjee
May 16, 2026
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Quietly in the wood,
It grows among the weeds;
An uncommon blossom, u tiew dohmaw,
A thing of lofty thoughts.

Quietly by shadowy streams,
To be fragrance when faded,
The joy-giving fern
Remains green for twelve moons.

Tell me twilight, beloved of the gods,
And you the motley clouds;
Tell me where is that star
That first speckles the sky.

Quietly he lives, quietly he dies,
Amidst the wilderness;
Quietly in the grave let him rest,
Beneath the green, green grass.

~ The Green Grass by U Soso Tham, Khasi poet and literary icon.
Known as the “Bard of Meghalaya” for defining modern Khasi literature.

U tiew dohmaw: a wild flower, symbol of great wisdom.

Namaste Friends,

This is the last chapter of the Meghalaya series, though I have a few more pieces burning at the back of my mind. This essay series took super long to finish and I did not, intentionally, wanted to hurry through all the lived reality of our Khasi kin. It was a massive responsibility to take up a project of narrating stories as old as time, like …

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