The Northeast isn’t just a destination—it’s a storybook that turns its own pages.
Each hill, each valley carries echoes of cultures that have lived in harmony with nature for centuries. And the people? Oh, the people! They welcomed me with fermented rice wine, sacred dances, and silent smiles that said, “Sit down, we’ll tell you a story.”
If you’re planning to visit this breathtaking region, let me take you on a warm, soul-soaked journey through 15 incredible Tribes of Northeast India—from bamboo dances to border-straddling homes, from rice-fish farming to forest guardians.

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1. Meyor Tribe – The Sunrise Warriors of Anjaw
It all began in Kaho village—India’s easternmost edge. As I stood watching the sun climb out of China, a Meyor elder tapped my shoulder and handed me a steaming cup of Boma.
“Made with ghee, egg, rice beer, and honey,” he grinned. “Drink. You’ll never feel tired again.”
Their wooden homes are built without nails. Every joint is a work of art. Every wall is decorated with white paddy paste drawings meant to attract blessings and keep away evil.
That night, their youth sang while elders clapped. It wasn’t a performance. It was life.
2. Apatani Tribe – Tattoo Tales from Ziro Valley
Ziro Valley felt like a dreamy canvas. In Hong village, I met Narang YamYang, a wise elder with blue lines tattooed on her chin and forehead.
“We were tattooed so others wouldn’t take us,” she said with a chuckle. “But we became proud of it.”
The Apatani follow eco-friendly rice-fish farming and celebrate the Dree Festival with music, prayers, and rice beer. Their stories, passed down by grandmothers, are full of nature spirits, brave ancestors, and mountain magic.
3. Simong Tribe – Poisoned Arrows & Spring Ceremonies
This is one of the lesser-known tribes of Northeast India, but their spirit left a mark on me.
I arrived just before their Jihang Festival. Hunters had climbed into the mountains to find snake venom. No, not for defense—for tradition.
The entire village gathered by the river. Dressed in feathers and beads, they cheered as archers took turns hitting a sacred target. The winner didn’t just receive a prize—he got the elder’s blessing for the whole community.
It was a celebration of resilience and deep, ancestral pride.
4. Tai Khamti Tribe – Of Golden Temples and Gentle Tigers
Namsai gleamed in the sun. The Tai Khamti build tall golden pagodas that look like something straight out of Thailand.
In Empong village, under a 370-year-old mango tree, I heard a folktale of a royal daughter raised by a white tiger. Her children later founded this village.
I watched their Golden Deer Dance—a story of the Buddha in his animal form. Every movement was poetry. I left the Saken Festival feeling lighter, like their myths had rubbed off on me.
5. Meitei Tribe – Where Fire Never Sleeps
Andro village in Manipur has a fire that’s been burning for over a thousand years. Two families feed it every day, in silence and reverence.
I entered a Yumpham—their traditional house built from bamboo and mud, always facing east. It’s designed so the sunlight acts as a clock.
The villagers taught me to make coiled pottery. No wheel. Just fingers and patience. Later, we shared a glass of Yu, their rice wine, as the evening sun kissed the hills.
6. Angami Tribe – From Warriors to Forest Guardians
Kigwema, in Nagaland, once echoed with war cries. The Angami fought British forces for nearly 30 years. But today, they are known for something even stronger—conservation.
In 1988, after a hunting competition killed 300 rare birds, they said, “Enough.” By 2005, they transformed into India’s first Green Village. No hunting. No logging. No locked doors.
Their honesty and humility moved me more than their warrior stories.
7. Bodo Tribe – Where Butterflies Dance
In Assam, I stumbled into a Bagurumba dance rehearsal. Young girls fluttered like butterflies, arms swaying like grass in wind.
Their rhythm was gentle, grounded. The Bodo believe in nature’s cycles—planting, harvesting, singing.
Of all the tribes of Northeast India, the Bodo gave me the warmest laughter. And the softest rice cake.
8. Konyak Tribe – Half India, Half Myanmar
I had tea in a house where the kitchen was in India and the bedroom in Myanmar.
The Konyaks are perhaps the most visually striking among the tribes of Northeast India. Their tattooed faces, feathered hats, and stories of headhunting are part of legend.
But when I met an elder with deep inked lines, he simply offered me tea and asked, “How’s your journey been?”
9. Khasi Tribe – Daughters of the Sacred Forest
The Khasi follow matrilineal tradition. Property and family names pass through daughters.
In Mawphlang, I entered a sacred grove. “Don’t pluck anything,” my guide warned. “Not even a fallen leaf.”
At the Shad Suk Mynsiem festival, women danced in white and gold while men played pipes and drums. The forest watched in silence. It felt holy.
10. Garo Tribe – Drummers of the Dawn
The Wangala Festival is thunder. A hundred men beat drums in unison, calling on the god of harvest.
Their homes, built on stilts, rise like treehouses. The Garos are deeply connected to their land and skies.
I danced with them until my feet hurt. And then they gave me more rice wine.
11. Mizo Tribe – Between Bamboo Beats
The Cheraw Dance in Mizoram is a game of timing. Girls step between moving bamboo poles without missing a beat.
One wrong move and snap! But no one flinched. The rhythm flowed like a river.
The Mizo people are disciplined, clean, and polite. Their cities are quiet, their festivals lively. You feel safe—even loved.
12. Ollo Tribe – Hornbill Festival and Tattooed Memories
The smell of roasted maize mixed with the drumbeats in Lazu village. It was Warang Festival season, and the Ollo people were ready.
As I sat with elders sipping local rice beer, I noticed something beautiful—women with face tattoos. Lines drawn long ago, now softened with age. “These tattoos,” one woman said, “came with adolescence. They told the world we were ready.”
Drums echoed from the moirans, and men began their dance across the village. On day one, they offered prayers to the Hornbill. Not just a bird, they believe the hornbill once taught them how to plant their rice—Phokwa—still their pride.
As children giggled and followed the dancers, elders smiled. The younger ones even performed headhunting reenactments. Not in fear, but in fun. It reminded me that even difficult pasts can become dances in the present.
13. Raji Tribe – The Shy Jungle Kings
I trekked through thick forest until a clearing opened—and there he was. A former king of the Raji tribe. No throne, just a bamboo chair and a story.
He spoke of two brothers. One moved into the village. The other chose the wild. His family stayed with the jungle, and today, their people are few.
The Raji are shy, gentle. For years, they avoided outsiders. But things are changing. With help from groups like Patanjali, they now grow jardi-booti, rare medicinal herbs.
He told me, “We want a place to stay together, for our children to study, to be healthy.” His voice was quiet, but his dream was loud.
They are stepping out of the forest—not to leave it behind, but to carry it forward.
14. Wancho Tribe – Kings, Queens, and Village Courts
Kamwan village felt like walking through an ancient legend.
I entered the King’s home—a traditional longhouse with an attic stacked high with smoked meat and bamboo baskets. Skulls, gifts from past hunters, lined the beams.
Each Queen had her own room, her own kitchen. One wore fox hair in her braid, another a blue bead anklet—symbols only royals could use.
The King invited me to sit. That day, he settled a land dispute and chose the date for a festival. Weddings here now follow Christian traditions, but old customs stay—like girls bringing firewood as blessings.
It was a world where stories sat beside duties. Where the past led the present with quiet strength.
15. Nyishi Tribe – The House That Talks Back
The night I joined the Adi Egg ceremony, I felt like I’d stepped into a living poem.
The Nyishi don’t just build houses—they ask the forest’s permission. Every stick, every stone is sacred.
At the ceremony, guests challenged the hosts with stories. “How did you find the right tree?” one asked. “Abu Tani taught us,” came the reply, through songs and chants.
Even the rice beer had a legend. About a spirit who gave seven flavors of Opo to the earth, hidden inside medicinal roots.
When the sacred dance began, everyone joined in—even the elders who’d earlier stayed quiet. It wasn’t just a housewarming. It was a blessing for the years to come.
Conclusion:
These 15 Tribes of Northeast India are not relics of the past. They are living, breathing expressions of India’s forgotten roots.
They live in balance—with the earth, with each other, and with themselves. Their traditions aren’t preserved in museums. They’re folded into daily life, shared over bonfires and harvests.
When you visit, don’t go as a tourist. Go as a listener. Let them show you how to live, how to celebrate, and how to belong.
Because in the hills of the Northeast, every tribe has a tale.
And every tale is waiting for someone like you to remember it.
With wonder and warmth,
– Shiva
For ShivaTells | Stories from the Heart of Bharat
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