Bodoland Martyrs Cemetery, Kokrajhar - My Early Morning Homage

This video contains my early morning visit to Bodoland Martyrs Cemetery, Kokrajhar last weekend. I was on an early winter break with my parents to my hometown to celebrate the successful completion in some peace. The route to Karigaon from Titaguri is a really uneventful serene stretch and it was the route for recently held Bodoland Marathon Race as well. The road is intercepted in Debargaon to Bodoland University and Kokrajhar Medical College and also at Balajan Tinali, where one can take the turn to NTPC Salakati Project directly via Bongaingaon. I stuck to my jogging activities in between, by managing sometime during the mornings so that I don't loose the rhythm.
During one such morning I decided to spend sometime here at the cemetery. Since, it was really early in the morning, there weren't much people inside the cemetery. But I was really feeling great to be able to see the entire place all by myself without any disturbances. This is supposedly the biggest cemetery park in the entire Kokrajhar district but unfortunately nobody knows about it much. We crossed it like a hundred times maybe in last one decade, but never had the thought of entering and seeing it for real, what's actually inside of this cemetery gates. That morning I definitely made up my mind to pay a visit myself, and offer my humble regards to those living deads who laid down their lives fighting for their indigenous rights and getting a stronger status as territorial district.
Bodoland Martyrs Cemetery was inaugurated on 30th of November, 2004 by the the BTC chief H'ble Hagrama Mohilary. Both my parents were senior lecturers serving at Kokrajhar Government College at that time. Those days internet was just getting popularized in a National Informatics Centre right opposite this place, which had been in an abandoned state for years now. It was established when I had already left that town to Guwahati city, which I used to commute to and fro in AC buses mostly early morning. And that's why maybe I never noticed it myself, as the high raised walls along with the iron gate was built after foundation stone was laid. Moreover, to be very frank, I wasn't this active as I am today and used to be extremely lethargic by nature. I was reluctant to join physical training at school where they expected us to take rounds of a cricket or football field. I was always waking up late just fifteen minutes before the girls' hostel breakfast bell rang. I wasn't interested in studies like my fellow hostel mates were. I would eat my breakfast during exam times and go to some junior's room with my blanket and sleep away my mornings, so that the lady warden doesn't catch me in my own room. I could have been a bright star as well, but I was kinda rebel to the system, for which I got thrown out of their system eventually. I had been kicked out my high school as well similar grounds and an extremely laid back attitude. After twenty years, as I am back at this point things have really changed and the overall mindsets of people have also improved. For a second, I definitely felt standing here in front of those cemetery stones, maybe I should have never left this place ever.