Weaving remnants of social unrest, taboos, interspecies conflict and cultural movements into an undulating canvas, Colour My Grave Purple makes an attempt to locate the making of the region, from modern-day Assam to a time that is now a mere memory.
At once intimate and universal, bleak yet exuberant with hope, these stories move between oppressive despair and human resilience, capturing the scents, shades, and sounds of daily life on the banks of the Barak.
The velocity of being meets new limits in her prose, each detail only proving the accumulated gnosis of a well-examined life-Amrita Nilanjana's is a formidable talent to look out for.