Koraput : When winter comes, the waters and winds of Koraput smile. The mountains, hills and forests speak and the lazy flowers call with their hands. When the month of November comes, the mountains, hills, forests, rivers, canals and roadsides of Koraput smile. Somewhere it seems as if the mist has covered them with a silver sheet, and somewhere else the lazy flowers breaking the waves in the field bring the feeling of being covered with a golden sheet. Meanwhile, when he walks through the field full of yellow flowers, the poet feels the feeling of touching the golden sheet of his lover flying behind the flowers. Many tourists and filmmakers come at this time. In the cold wind of the coming winter, the youth dances in the fence of flowers that have sprung up. From the foothills of Deomali to Koraput region Every corner is filled with yellow. The fields of linseed planted by farmers for their livelihood attract tourists. The play of fog in the morning captivates the tourists, while the beauty of linseed flowers captivates them throughout the day.lecturer and poet Trinath Patnayak has expressed the opinion that a person who has visited once expresses the desire to visit again and again. The linseed flowers that have bloomed towards Chindri in Koraput today have attracted the attention of tourists. Meanwhile, the state tourism department has complained that no steps have been taken to bring back tourists who have not visited Koraput during this time.
