Question

write a diary entry on a trip to Assam​

Answer 1

Dear Diary!

It was raining in Delhi when I left for Assam, where the climate seems to have changed for the worse. Monsoon rains are deficient now and in the winter there is no rain at all. Over Guwahati, the aircraft descends through a brown haze that looks thick enough to stand on. The chars on the Brahmaputra now seem to have pucca houses, demonstrating that the inhabitants no longer fear the river's periodic wrath. In Tezpur my mother's lawn has turned brown and every day she wages a hopeless war against dust. Tea bushes in a nearby estate where I walk every morning are wilting. My friend Gautam who owns a tea garden near Sonari in Upper Assam is digging tube wells; he says any planter talking about irrigation even 5 years ago would have been laughed at. And it is still raining in Delhi when I return a week later.Four Lanes at Last, But…

Four-lane work on the portion of the East West Highway between Guwahati and Nagaon is nearly complete, bar the odd bridge. Speeds in excess of 100 kmph are the norm now, unthinkable on the old single lane NH 37 that traverses the Brahmaputra Valley from end to end. But wider, smoother roads bring new problems — wrong side drivers have the terrifying habit of sticking to the median and appearing suddenly round a bend seconds away from a head-on. Their brethren in Punjab, Haryana and Rajasthan now know that is wiser to stick to the shoulder so that they are visible from afar to right siders.The Politics of Identity

Answer 2

Dear Diary!

It was raining in Delhi when I left for Assam, where the climate seems to have changed for the worse. Monsoon rains are deficient now and in the winter there is no rain at all. Over Guwahati, the aircraft descends through a brown haze that looks thick enough to stand on. The chars on the Brahmaputra now seem to have pucca houses, demonstrating that the inhabitants no longer fear the river's periodic wrath. In Tezpur my mother's lawn has turned brown and every day she wages a hopeless war against dust. Tea bushes in a nearby estate where I walk every morning are wilting. My friend Gautam who owns a tea garden near Sonari in Upper Assam is digging tube wells; he says any planter talking about irrigation even 5 years ago would have been laughed at. And it is still raining in Delhi when I return a week later.Four Lanes at Last, But

Four-lane work on the portion of the East West Highway between Guwahati and Nagaon is nearly complete, bar the odd bridge. Speeds in excess of 100 kmph are the norm now, unthinkable on the old single lane NH 37 that traverses the Brahmaputra Valley from end to end. But wider, smoother roads bring new problems — wrong side drivers have the terrifying habit of sticking to the median and appearing suddenly round a bend seconds away from a head-on. Their brethren in Punjab, Haryana and Rajasthan now know that is wiser to stick to the shoulder so that they are visible from afar to right siders.The Politics of Identity.

Hope this helps :)