I write about Manipur, her pain, her tragedy, her anguish, her dreams and hopes. I talk with her hills and trees, her orchids, her grasses and flowers, I whisper with her wind and float with her clouds and hum together with her rain. In her rocks and stones I etch memories and songs. In her valleys I whisper with her echoes. And In her forest I dream together with Manipur. In her pain and sorrow I bloom with her lilies in colors and colors and in her misery and tragedy I imitate and weave the movements of the Gods.Phone: +91 9871952759Email: [email protected]: amazon.com/author/hijammonarsingh
