
29/06/2025
Once, not very long ago, before the bridges were built and the cities rose and the rivers were renamed, a people stood on the banks of a river called Saidra. They did not call it Haora. They called it by a name that came not from survey maps, not from the pens of colonial officers, not from the tidy bureaucracy of Gazetteers, but from tongues that spoke in Kokborok, from songs sung by old women in bamboo houses, from prayers whispered into the river by barefooted children who had not yet learned shame.
Saidra. That name was not just a name. It was a vessel of memory. A river that remembered the footsteps of the kings, the footsteps of the commoners, the river that knew when to swell and when to shrink, the river that bent and curved not for roads or real estate, but for the trees and the stones and the spirits that lived along her banks. And then one day, she was told she would be Haora. just like that.
The renaming of Saidra did not happen with ceremony. No trumpet blew. No assembly gathered. No one asked the river if she consented to be baptized anew. It happened in the silent way that colonization always happens, quietly, bureaucratically, with the impersonal ink of government files and state tongues.
They called it “standardization and progress.” They always do. They built new schools. Taught children to say “Haora.” They buried Saidra in the footnotes of forgotten textbooks and mispronounced histories.
To be Tiprasa in the city of Aguli (Agartala) is to live with the ache of stolen geographies. It is to cross a bridge and feel like you are crossing a wound. It is to walk past a river that still flows, still sings, but no one calls her by her name. It is to feel the weight of erasure, not dramatic, not sudden, but slow and suffocating, like a song you have almost forgotten, but that haunts you in the silence between traffic noises.
A river does not stop being Saidra just because someone renamed her. But a people can forget. Or be taught to.
Guest Column by , Homchang Guest Writer and assistant professor, Maharaja Bir Bikram College
Full article: https://www.homchang.in/articles/69/whats-in-a-name-saidra-and-stolen-geographies