# Winding Ways

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**Author:** Tapati Baruah Kashyap[⌊A sample cover of the book: teal handloom sari with gold embossed nameplate and lettering for the title and author's name. The border of the sari lines the right hand margin of the cover.⌉](https://writersworkshopindia.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/Winding-Ways.jpg)
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Pages:** 72 **Year of Publication:** 2013 **Price:** Rs 150 **ISBN:** 978-93-5045-
047-5 (9789350450475)

_**About the Author**_
 Born in 1967, Dr. Kashyap lives in Guwahati where she teaches
English at Beltola Junior College. She was the recipient of a two-year fellowship
awarded by the Ministry of Culture, Government of India, between 2008 and 2010 through
which she undertook a study on women in Assamese poetry. Additionally, she was awarded
The Assam Tribune group’s Kunjabala Devi Memorial Award in 2004 for writing on women’s
issues as well as Population First and UNFPA’s Laadli Media Award for the Best Column
category for gender sensitivity in 2010. Dr. Kashyap’s book _Narir Adhikar: Ekhan
Adipath_, a pioneering work on women’s rights in Assamese, was published in 2007
by Rastriya Grameen Vikash Nidhi, Guwahati. Her poems have been published in several
journals like _Indian Literature_; she also received a prize in their Literary Translation
Competition (Oral Literature), as part of the journal’s golden jubilee celebrations.

Dr. Kashyap lives with her husband and two daughters. This is her third collection
of poetry.

_**Teaser**_

_Hurting Memory_

My mind floats back,
 To my ancestral home Where I spent my childhood days of unbridled
hopes and unseen future… Two years have passed leaving us behind, Amidst torn feelings.
Unrestrained memories flash through my mind. All those are, my hurting memories.
Disappearance Pathetic, for close to one’s heart. What is left behind? Is it deference,
reminiscence or his philosophy? Unanswered queries often mislead one’s progress 
of feelings. Desperately looking for the disappearance, But… We are far away.

_**Contents**_
 50 poems spread across two sections