It is difficult

How do I leave behind the people and the goodness of their hearts?

They gave me an access to their lives freely when I asked.I was there with them because of them here at Shillong.


The Recruits,young Sepoys,the Officers Brave hearts! I shared the meals,I shared their cheer,tears,their smiles and the gloom at times.I bounced back,and forgot my home because I had my home with them.

Now,how do I say my good byes,I refuse.I would not.My home and hearth shall be open for these people even when I am gone.


But; where would I  go? Wherever I would go….these people are my heart.


People at “Shillong!”







About Sumita Jetley

I had never thought that writing takes such a heart in me. I never had thought that I and it would be in each other but suddenly I as well know, life is never without it be, expressed and relished in its foremost quiet beauty.
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