Adieu, Tezpur

That walk around Cole Park,

That drive through to Nameri,
Serenity of Brahmaputra,
Maaculanity of Kolia Bhomora,
I shall miss.

Those cycle rides amidst thy pastures,
That ubiquitous calmness,
Thy variety, thy richness,
I shall miss.

Those strides in the deep,
The treks in the woods,
Thy fullness, thy antiquity,
I shall miss.

That melodious Axomiya,
And it's endless linguistic nuances,
That novelty of culture,
Thy magnanimity of Bihu,
Thy affinity, thy love,
I shall miss.

Thou shall go on,
Thou shall conquer,
Horizons, old and new,
Adieu Tezpur, my love.

P.S. THIS could have not been possible without you all, god bless.