BOOKS AMEYA

How Rivers Came to Exist an Assamese folk tale

How Rivers Came to Exist | A Folk Tale from Assam

A long time ago, there lived an old couple. One day, the old lady asked her husband to figure out a way for their children to get a good, constant supply of food after they pass away. The old man traveled for eight days to meet Kuber, the god of wealth, and got the seedlings Read more…

The Larger Share is an Assamese folk tale

The Larger Share | A Folk Tale from Assam

A long time ago, there lived an old man with his wife near a jungle. One day, while working in his field, a deer limped across from his field. The deer had apparently been wounded by a hunter. The old man killed the deer by hitting the animal on its head with a hoe. He Read more…

Three Boons to Marry a Princess is an Assamese folk tale

Three Boons to Marry a Princess | A Folk Tale from Assam | Kalai

On a hot day, a young Prince lost track of his attendants while hunting in the woods. Feeling hungry, he sat down to eat some cakes he had on him. When he split the first piece of cake, he found some ants feeding on it along with their Ant King. The Prince asked the ants Read more…

The Elephant's Nose is an Assamese folk tale about how an elephant got its nose

The Elephant and its Nose | A Folk Tale from Assam | Ananya Susarla

There was a time when elephants had small noses. It was shorter than their tusks, fitting right in between them. One year, it did not rain at all. This resulted in a severe drought. Animals were forced to walk miles in search of water. Snehu was an elephant, who, just like his forest co-inhabitants, was Read more…

Anusuya Borah feels that an unconventional birthday present changed the course of her life

Anusuya and an unconventional birthday present that changed her life

I have always enjoyed a good story and thanked my lucky stars I was born in a family of avid readers and wonderful storytellers. In fact, even before I had learned to read on my own, my mum would read me captivating fairy tales and Assamese folklore every afternoon. My dad would take over in Read more…