s he sat around a fire lit deep in the forests covering the hills of Dima Hasao in Assam, a shadow of sadness came into the eyes of Lallura Darnei. Now in his 70s, Darnei was one of the oldest members of the Biate community, an ancient hill tribe living in north-east India. The songs he sang around the flames, speaking of great floods and the birds that flap their wings at sunset, dated back so many
