Where the hills rest against the sky

It was a place I had visited once, but the intense love I felt for it drove me to visit the small Garo village of Achkipara twice. The first time was in summer, my group went as guests to a Garo family. While going about the roads, we came upon watermelon fields on both sides of the road. Our Garo host remarked that we could take and eat the watermelons from the fields, as it belonged to their family. Not a moment was wasted as the whole group immediately delved into the fruity goodness.