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My Trip to Maguri Beel

Connection with the supreme being, yes that is just what I felt at this beel on the outskirts of the Dibru Saikhowa National Park, one of the 15 biosphere reserves of the country.

Accompanied by our Tinsukia Bureau members, Bikash Moran, Bijoy and Pramod I set out on the most enthralling boat ride of my life with the best guide possible-Joinal Abedin, the predator turned protector of wildlife. Babblers, migratory ducks, wild buffaloes, vultures of various sizes, I was simply stunned speechless by the huge variety of flora and fauna.

And it happened when we were in the middle of nowhere, away from civilisation, silently rowing towards a flock of wigeons, gerbe and gadwalls when they took off at the same time....it was just heavenly, the sight as well as the sound! The birds splashed droplets of water all around when they flew off, their wings flapping in a rhythm and formation that seemed so wel orchestrated. Somebody up there proves his creativiy through nature and this was a perfect example of his genius, his artistry! I had never imagined that I will feel a connection with them, with the surroundings and with the Supreme power like that. I silently thanked God for taking me there...for rekindling the relationship I shared with him till my brother was alive. Actually I had become a bit of a non believer in God. I thought that only weaklings thought there was somebody up there who made everything happen.

Godji...I really love you!
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