Don't look at the east
all you can see is red
all you can see is the sun sinking.
there is no morning
there is no haunting...
because no dead man walks
but you can hear the sweetest songs
echoing from tea garden of Assam
to Loktak lake of Manipur
from the cloudy sky of Shillong
to snow covered mountain of Tawang.
Don't look east,
Don't study their history
Don't let people pass through its mountain
Don't write their books
The east is cursed
cursed for the different face
cursed for what we stand for
cursed for loving freedom
cursed for all the resources
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