One very fine evening I was sitting alongside this Gujarati friend of mine at Hauz Khas Village over a cup of tea when all of a sudden she said, “Over the time I have become very fond of Assamese people.” I smiled as she continued, “Previously I believed…” and before she could continue her statement I interrupted; “Previously you believed that we all were into ourselves and we don’t like to talk to other people.” With a faint smile she said, yes. I recently completed three years of stay in Delhi. From my two years of higher secondary schooling to the first year of graduation. Though compared to the decades old Assamese residents of the capital, three is just nothing, yet three years of my student experience is here is bold enough to confirm and establish certain facts which at least I feel are somewhat our draw back. This friend of mine from Uttarakhand asked me one day, “Amlan, tell me the reason why people of the North East feel neglected?” I took a minute to think and began. ...