Kan Ram Khi!
America te'n khovel tawp di ana chih uh kha ki pumpelh nawn ahih chiah, mihinna lam mah neuchik mitsuan non phot mai le. Atawp taktak hial ma a I gam uh neng chik beek ahoih beh lunggulh na kawm in.
Office a sep di om het louh toh a om luat hun nak ki khiak lawsam. A om het lou chia chu ka loh (pay) hon cut sak zek mai ve ua kisuan lah huai le kasa lua chih theih khop a hih di omlo, sepna te a siam ua a'ihkeh seppih te siam ziak a'izaw diam ah, Net bang ki khoih khoih thei vanglak a a dan om mah mah. Khat vei vei bang Facebook leh Zogam.com/online vel te khoih man hon pia uh mah bang sek aka. Atam chia bel, ki sou nilnil in ka loh (pay) na pung sak kei ua leh ka hong kuan nawn teuh kei di chih ut huai phial mai. Hile, sep di tam sang a sep di tam louh hun tam zaw, leh gen le, Net surf dia office ki kai in a huai mah dia loh hon pia uh hileh kilawm. :)
Hiai sepdi omlouh hun a Facebook a mi baang (Wall) khong ka va baan kal guangguang leh lawmte khat wall a hiai ana ki post, “Govt. order omsa dungzui a kibawl lel, LANVA luipangte a protection wall te lunghimoh huai sakna omzek.... Contractor bangzah hiam te'n metre hunkhop tak a kihawm rual in Nghathal khotaw apan Pearsonmun tan bawl ding uh, bawl lellel hita. Cement tehna atangpi in 1 X 3 khawng himahleh, hiaite ah 1 X 15 khawng hitel dan ai...sawt daihlou peuhmah d chihna hita”. Lungsim nuam khin vak lou, lah hih theih om chuang lou. Huai kia a bei hile bel adan om di, Lamka Times te post khat va tuak kha nawn, “May20 in SBI PO apply dek khen1 SBI/Ccpur ah Ground floor counter 1 ah tu in SBI exam fee Rs50 lakdi laka Rs75 la, a utlou te hisak nuamlou. Tuni in Branch Manager panlakna ziak in gen hilem hita.” Spidey luat ziak le hiven heh huai sak na khat bang hon piang thei dek in hile I hih theih chu tawm law mah mah poisak a I sak louh ngal.
Ahi a, etsakna haih vual louh bang le ki nei khin ta, Mata Dam a bang tampi zir khiak theih ngal leh kilawm hina pi, I gam uh zaw ki it zou tatak lou deuh lai hiveh aw chih theih a bang kasa.
Lanva lui dung puah di a ki gen pen pai lel lel ahih na ah, a technicalities bel thei lou, mawl deuh in gen le, sah deuh leh muan huai deuh din hon bawl thei le uh deih huai chih chu duhthusam khat hong hipah. Lanva lui dung puah na di khong lampi dung a hat deuh a hong tai fawtfawt chia bel et nuam law het lou di, a'ihkeh Lanva lui dung puah nang veng tuam daih, a Lanva lui luan khak na le hilou khong a ahong ding veuvuau le bel phatuam kha khollou mai thei lai ahi. A et nuam lou chih pen thutuam. Nidang a I na ginat louh na uh leh I na ginom louh na te uh ki ban thuak tou tou ahi chih lungsim ah koih thei le bel, gen gen le ngai lou mai thei di. Tua pan a I thil bawl uh leh lam touh te uh a foundation phuh kip in detdou le bel khang sawn te pahtak kiloh in a vual zawl na uh le kiloh kha maithei. Hauhsak na bang in le hon pum tuam zaw kha mai thei, gam hausa, changkang leh khang tou I chih te gam puah a it a maban saupi na en te ana hi zel uh ahih chiah. Nna hoih sem peuh mah phot le chu mi deih sak na tang in sep di tamzaw le I khut ah hong lut kha mah na!
Mi'n lampi Inches 2/3 khong a sah a bawl lai ua enchu hawk tui taihsiat zoh lam pi ki buai pih lel.
Vaite lak a om in thil sai haksa kisa, innlam khong a om a mahni pau chiat zat na ah bel thil sai ana nuam biik le kilawm, lah ana huchi tuan lo in kilang veve. Sawt nai lou in Bank Scam in I minse nasa sim uh, sum zaw ki en lah chiat hiven. Gam le it Sum le itzaw lai chih bang thil lam dang lou hi in, sum it ziak bang a gam le va it vak theih hihtuak sim, amin pu a gam it hilel le le.
Tua exam form kihawm na a a val a valak chih kha minsiat na dia le huai se diak abat na khat chu mi khat 25/- belhsah a hih sak. Hile, 25/- ichih bang le chu tampi hong suak thei maw, tui mal mal te'n tuipi a bawl chih pian sim a, hile, chi lai le; I minsiat ut dan te uh le hi law chiit chiit se in chin, cheap lua. Huai sa cheap zaw le chu om, Phailian a SDO. :D Huai zaw thutuam in koih ta le, Veteran hita uh amau zaw. Hi chi neneuh te'n I mihing hin zia susia in lam tan pi dal baan zel hi. I innsung te uah chu “Diktakna in Nam a tawisang” ki chi vek chiat sasauh maw. Hiai lou bang le zum huai pi pi a iki exploit na uh tam ding a sut le le mulkim huai kha ding hiven.
Media a hong hat a, media te power I theih ua I zat siam dung zui un mipi bang le ki khang lou dek ta ahih chiah, maban a et di chu omzek lai maithei. Hichi dan khong a initiative la thei I hong tam chiang ua I gam in le neng chik beek a phat tuam pih kha ding a ging tak huai ahi.
Spidey time again ;)
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Zogam Lia Ching
Tawlsim ka hi ding e, lup na tung a lum in innlam te toh ki text nilouh a ka om lai un ana ihmu khin der ka hi maimah. Tawl ziak eidia aw, beer ziak?
Zaalmang gam lamdang ah…
A mel daang kiuh keuh ka en a, mittui nang vual louh in hon buak. A kam leh nak a pan pipe gui zam te a nak liang liang lel ahi. A lu tuamna a lian a alamdang sak a a lungziin huai. Apam ah screen neu khat ah line kiziik tuan leleuh ka et in hehpih na leh khasiat na lamdang tak in hon pum tuam nawn. Kei le hat lua ka hi kei, ka lu hon tum lilit om in ka thei a, ka nak lah mahmah ta, puk mai thei in ka om a ka chau se gawp hile amel muh ut tinten ka hih man in a pindan a va lut in a bul ah kava tu tei a a khut nem leh zeen zizeuh te len kawm in ka va kidiik nilouh hi.
Thakhat thu in a nak hong buai in hong kisat ta a, a khut ka let hon len kip tinten in ka thei, a pam a screen ka et leh tuan leleuh nawn lou in a tang zinzen ta a “Beep…Beep” achi lel ta. Ka let na khut awl awl in hon khah a, ken le a muk tawp in “Kon it lua, hon it gige di kahi” chi in ka puk suk tei ta.
Khanglou guih ka hi ding e, ka cell phone a na vak kiukiau a ka mit tui ana pawt mawk. Ka phone ka et leh text message khat hong lut ana hi a huai in hon phawng zot dan hi ahi.
Enzual in kei le ka ihmu suk nawn pah hi.
Delhi chu lum sim ta deive chih ngaihtuah kawm in ka dong te kasa a, guantheih guanmoh teng talah pipi’n ka hen suk ten ten a, kho ul kai puap in ‘khovel’ ka chi lungsim. Pathianni ahi a, Pathian ni nawn a Bangalore apan Delhi pai tum, lit le phur thuah in ka om melmul nilouh a, ticket cancel dek sek, tawp thak khong in ka buai khop mah mah kei khom khom in. Kaal khat nei lai. Nitak lam dak 3 ahi ta a, ni sang lai. Tawl kisa a ka khawl leh lawmte Mang toh Sang hong diang lut ua, Beer 2 hon puak lelat uh kizen sa in kipah thu gen a phat kawm in ki valh gai pah giaps. Dang taak leh tawl deuh a dawn chu khum zezen a bang, limkha a tave! Hon peidek suih, gil kial ziak ei ngei di.
Ejipura a om ka hia, pawt dia hong zawn uh ahih man un (dawn beh zek di chih na), ka ki zui khe thal thal ua, innlam bang a ki pawt tuah nang leh nungak hel nang chih dan te kha vaang law mah mah dan ahi, gen sa le hilou in Shivaji Nagar lam ka manoh ua, Shivaji Nagar Bus Terminal khang zek a Bar khat ah ka va tu keuh kauh ta nilouh uhi. Tangval tleilor tung mah akihih ziak hi, bang lou teng kigen in numei thu mah tung pah, peg kawm a numei thu I gen chu, aki thuuk lut baih mahmah ve.
Shivaji Nagar a eimi lawi omkhawm na PG khat ah kava hoh tei ringot ua, ki sah kha zaw hiven lim khong ka va kiban lak ta nilouh uh. Nuam sa a lawm te toh inn kong a ka om lai un a sunga nau don a tu khat ka gal muh a, mi lian lua hilou - Nurse figure nei, thau hetlou le Rasi hau mahmah khat, nuih mai leh nel huai sim khat ahi hi. Zogam lia ching. Nupi kasa ka et masak in. Tel! a man nau don eimawk chia maw. Va lut a a bul a kava tut leh theihngei mel deuh a honna en char char kha chu, ka nau don pen ‘Pa’ na hi hon chih bawl khong bang mai kasa. Kizum theisam ahi, amel se lou sim ahih chia. ‘Kei hilou kei ngal’ chih khiak doi di’n hoih hial.
“Nang hiai mun a na om na sawt ta hia?” chin ka dong a, a mit lian kilkel te leh a sam tang zizet ten mit ana hip khin.
“Kaal khat hipan, vacation zang dia hong hoh ka hi.” chin hon dawng a, hong nuih seuh leh a etlawm na a su puang, ngaih huai na apiangsak.
“Aw, koi a om e, bang zir? Bang chik chia kik di?” chin ka dong thuk nawn a, a nau en kawm in “Andhra ah, damlou khoi didan kisin, kal 2 ka om lai di.” chin hon dawng nawn a. Lungsim in chu ‘progress’ chi kawm in ka liang hon beng thauhthauh abang kasa zezen hi. “Huai na thil tawi nang a hia?” chi in a nau don ka en a, aman a hong tung na te uh a hih dan hon hilh chu Hatu hul zen a ana kinui kha hihtuak. “Achih leh nang chu Virgin lai chih na maw” chi kha zezen, nuih za a hong nui tetauh bang chu a nau don sang in le a iplah huai zaw. Huchia ka ki hou hou ua leh Rayburn College a kai khawm ka hih lam khong uh ka hong kithei suah uhi. Hoihlua. “Hon meltheih sim ka hi” hon chi guih a, “Na zuau eive” ka chih leh, “Rayburn a na tonpih sek nu…” zou sak man lou in, “ka lawm pa ngaihzawng nu hi” chia kana gen kalh gaih leh, hong nui seusau nawn a, “huai kuan hon dong a eita?” chiin hon tot bawl ngal.
Amuk san tii-tiai tawp tonton din ahoih. Laizial tep din innkong ah ka pawt khia a, lawmte omna lam kava naih phei a Sang kiangah, “Selou, teuh tauh mai.” chiin ka va nui heuhau a amah le hong ding suah tei hi. Sang in le en kawm in, “teuhs tel, na bang di oi?” hon guk chih suisui lam ka za. A min thei nai lou ka hih dan ka thei thak a dong dia ka paiphei kawm in Sang kiang ah, “Malta meh di.” ka chi gaih hi.
“Sakmin ah bang om hiam?”
Hun dang a nalh kasak luat hetlouh leh kana ngaihnat luat louh chu ahi ngei a, hile “Lun ahi” ahon chih ton kiton in zak nop kasa a, gen nop leh sap nop kasa pah, nem kasa a numei min dia analh ber ahi ka chi lungsim pah. A min toh aki tuak kher mai, eikeh a melhoih kasak ziak a kituak sa a nalh sa ka de aw?. Hong ding hial leh hon chia tou dek, a taksa frame ngat ziak a neu muh ki hi di hi. Half pen teng tihteh a T-Shirt eng aa, sam deklam a gaak. Nalh kha deuh. A khut malngaat te len a nitum kuan nizung in a kap singseng na mun tuipi geia piaunel tung khong a paipih ka nuam. Loupa hing didip tung a tut pih kawm a tongpeleng sai a ama a dia laa sak ruarua khong ka nuam, tum thei a aw hoih a laa siam hi leng.
Ka muh tung a pan ana ngai law khin kana hi. Sesuih mai.Eh, ka lungtang hon guk sak khin chi in amah ngoh zaw ni.
Rayburn a kai lai khong gen khawm in sawt tak ka houlim ua, ka tui mahmah uh ahi di, lawmte’n pai hon sawm tak un dak 8 bang ana ging ta. Siam theih tawp suah in lawmte theih louh in a number ka ngen gu chen chen a, mel in ‘hehpih leh tanai bawk tak in’ chi mah bang kawm in ka ding deldal a, ka phone la in amah aki miss call cheuh chu a ‘hehpih leh tanai bawk tak in’ mel mang pah in khovel a nungak melhoih pen lup pih khin mah bang in ka nui vur vur ta mai. Lohching.
Auto a tuang kawm in ka ki text nilouh ua, kaal nawn chia Delhi lam zuan a pai di ka hih dan ka hilh leh, ‘chipah mawk, ki thei pan pan hanga…’ chih teng a hon dawng na in lungsim tawng a deng e. Lawmte kiang ah lei beh di chi in Bar ka lut nawn ua, Ejipura ka tun un thu om dan ka gen leh, “zingchia pawt pih di” chi in ana phur ten uhi. Ka dawn kawm un sun hun a Lalbagh Botanical Garden hoh pih didan ka hon sawm ta uhi. Ken le ka thil sawm uh gen kawm in ka phone a, nui kekelh kawm in ‘Umin…’ hon chih kau leh nuam kha tel e, ngaih huai kasak na a puang. Kamsiam him him le zaw hikha mai thei. Zogam lia ching.
Thohtanni zing ninou etlawm tak hong suak, phur leh kilawp tak in ka thou khia a lawmte hong tot touh di kar ka ngak lah ten ta. ‘Happy Monday’ chi in ka text tou pah a, aman le ‘Zingpha, na thou baih ngei. Fellua ” hon thuk kik ngal a, ki nui vur vur mai.
“Hon mangmat inga, tuni pawt na di phur lua a ihmu thei nawn lou :P” chiin zuau siang thou toh ka dawng keuh a ( mang lam a bang kimuh peuh mah a chih chu thei bun lou), hon dawng kik na in ka kha bang a tawm khe sak dek phial. Ka kilam en kei a ka ging ta thei kei.
“Eile phur lawvoi, kimuhpah di himei ;)”
Lawm te hong tung kar bang ka ngak lah lawman. Dak 10:18 in a hong tung ua, Shivaji Nagar lam ka manoh pah ting teng uhi.
Jeans ngat zizet leh T-Shirt vom kigak tit-tet toh Kolhapuri Sandal hon bun a, hou chik a kichei lel hina in a etlawm mahmah. Kawi kawi din a hoih. A mel a vak a, a mit hah a fel tel, a khohei a et nuam mang e, zeih zeih mai. A nawi bawk litlet leh taw bou ten a chei nasa a, mit a hiip.
“Nalh thou” chi in ka melh phei zauh a, a mai a hong san tiai zezen.
“Kam siam vanglak” hon chih leh bang kizephawk luat in om e, ka nui dur dur ua ka pawt na du lam ka manoh ta uh.
Delhi pai di lai bang lit tha hong suak dedeuh in pai louh mai khong a ut huai tel, ni 2 chouh in sam ta, ka kihou thei ta kher mai uh. Ki text toh call ka thuah deuh zut ua, gen khe kei mah le ung itna khuukpi a ke khin zaw kana hi uh aka. Om leng la aman hon paisan pah di. Paileng la kal nih amah om lai di chih toh lung sim akisual sual thei. Bangalore sung fang kual in ka hun teng uh ka zang bei sek uhi. Nidang a ina phak phak na sa te bang amah toh ahih ziak eideuh dia a thak ngen a bang a anuam a hun a pai hek.
“Tuni ann hong ne ve maw” chi in phone a pan in ka zawn a, bang hon chi dawng peuh mah hiam chih en ut kawm in, Aw a chih leh chu aman le hon ngai chih na dan in ka ngaihtuah. En khe him him di.
“thei lo maw, ka u ten hon phal duam maw, kei vuak hon pawt phal khollou un chin” hon chih in Aw a chih na toh ka pom a, lungmuang a kipak in ka kitawm ta zot zot mai.
Nitak lam dak 4 vel in kava pi a a cousin nu toh, meh di khong lei in nuam sak chih tak in nuam kasa maimah uhi. Ka room ka tun un dak 8 bang ana ging ta a, ann leh meh huan in ka buai pah tetet ua, cheet na mun thak chi lou din hong panpih a a fel tel. A tuan a gang a, nnasep a siam. Chiamnuih thutak dedeuh khong in kaki hou ua, a flirt pian lamlam khong in ka ki chiamnuih uh chu hun bei hat ei. Ann ka nek un dak 9 bang gingta ahih toh a nih ua giak din ka zawn a, ut sim la bang ut lou sim la bang in a om nilouh ua tawp in chu a U te phone in pailou a giak dek a hih dan uh ahilh khong uhi, amah vuak hilou hileh zaw phal lou du hia chi in ka nui gu thremthram nilouh hi. Lung a om chu mel a dawk, “na kipak maw chemchum mai” chi in ‘naughty’ mel deuh in nui kawm in hon chi, nuih lel louh chu gen di omlou aka le.
Bangalore huih vot hiau hiau leh van siang kilkel a aksi tangte nuai ah, ka inntung uah, tu in ka thum un kaki hou nilouh ua bang tan hiam nung in a cousin nu’n lum di chi in hon kumsuk san ta. Phaze ei.
“Ngaihzawng khawng nei lou maw na siat lolouh toh?” chi in dang tawng bang hah masa zen in ka donga, nei lou chi ou ka lungsim in a nak chih lua.
“ei khong kuan hon deih dia, ng la?” hon chih nak khum hina tel e.
“nei leng kon nung delh delh dia hia, pil ve” chiin ka thuk nawn a ka et phei leh ana nui heuhau a, khavak nuai ah asam huih in a mut leng hiau hiau toh a kilawm thou e.
“kamsiam thou e, delh taak mamah khang ei” pitek thum hat deuh bang in hon dawng nawn daldal a huai hun chiah in chu khovel anuam ahi.
A khut len phei kawm in kading dedu a, hon lak khiak sak dia aw chih ngak kawm in, hon lak khiak sak lou in hon let thuk tei tak in, “kong ki interview diam?” ka chih leh kun suk in a hon dawng hetkei.
A khut la khia in hon nung hei a, “interview pe ut teitei maw? ching khin a kikoih lou?” hon chih in ka khovel a khek ta.
Ama a va ding in a khut tegel ka len a ka muh tung a pan ka lungsim hon luah khin ahih dan ka hilh kawm in amuk san tii-tiai ka tawp tonton ta. Leitung a mi teng in pahna zaila awi uh hen!
Sawt khop kong ki tawp nuau nuau ua, naklah zen in ka hong kikhah thei khong uhi. Itna thu zaknop pi pi sawt kuam tak ka hong kikup nung uh leh damsung a dia kichiam khin lup vai sawm di chi in room ka lut suk thei khong ta uhi.
Itna puang khiak nitak a lup khawm ngal chu kilawm het lou hina pi’n ka lunggulh tenten mai a, puan kawm a ki kawm thiam thiam khong ka ut tei mole. Tangval sisan hat chih mah tak.
“hong lum ve kon kawi kei dia” chia ka chiamnuih leh ut lah hi, lah ut ngam lou chih chiang deuh mai in hon dawng a ken le thumu kisa in kasam thak nawn hi.
Itluat leh ngaih luat ahi a, ka hat tel uh. Nga vei mawng mawng ka pang trang trang peih uh mole zankhat thu in. Anuam leh lungkim huai pen lai.
Zing kar thoh in chu zum sim tuak ka hi dua mit bang ki en tuah ngam lou in ka om den ua ka va khak a a inn ua ka om tan un le ka mit uh aki tuak kha nai kei.
Ka pai nang ni khat vuak om ta ahih toh va bazaar di chi in lawmpa gari khel in ka pawt nawn ua, dong tamkhop lei in Commercial Street lakvel a kithoh kawm a ka tai kual kual lai un ka nung lam ua pan in nasa deuh in ka gari hek hong ki nor zot a, puak dop zen in lampi ka ki den na tuak uh.
Khophawk sim mial mial a ka om in Bowring and Lady Curzon Hospital a ICU ward a om kana hi der uh. Lawmte kihou na a pan in gim mah mah tuak ka hi uh chih ka thei mial mial a, khophawk louh na gam a ka leng nawn diai diai hi.
Kho-ul kai niu-niu in ka lupna apan ka harh khe phut a, ka ngawng delh khial sim ka hi dia ana na velvul, mangpi le kiman hih tuak. Alarm set ka et leh 6:15 AM 13 March 2008 chih ka mu ti-tiai a thou khe din kakisa ta. Ka mumang thei ching nawn chiah lou in leh ngaihtuah dedu kawm in coffee ka bawl a, coffee dawn kawm in ka ngaihtuah nilouh lai. Nungak melhoih leh ka lungkim a ka it mahmah khat mu ka hi chih bel ka thei mial mual. A dang bang mah ka lung sim ah a chiang kei. Kihah siang in ka van te ka et leh thaang law mah mah ahih chiah a hong tung di Pathianni a pai di ka hih toh chin ka van te ka rem khawm a ka kikibuai sak pah hi.
Suun nileng a van hem a ka ki buaisak lai in lawmte nih hong hoh ua, fridge a pan ka beer gaih lou 3 om te 2 pia in kei le kibual din bathroom ka lut san a Net khoih din ka sawl hi. Ka mansiang tak in nitak lam dak 2:45 gingta a, hih di om tuan lou ahih toh chin pawt na di zong a kihou in ka om nilouh ua, atawp in lawmpa theihngei te nungak khat hong zin ahih dan leh Shivaji Nagar a tung ahih dan hon gen a huai lam a hoh di’n dak 3:00 chiah in ka hong ki thawi dok ta uhi.
Zaalmang gam lamdang ah…
A mel daang kiuh keuh ka en a, mittui nang vual louh in hon buak. A kam leh nak a pan pipe gui zam te a nak liang liang lel ahi. A lu tuamna a lian a alamdang sak a a lungziin huai. Apam ah screen neu khat ah line kiziik tuan leleuh ka et in hehpih na leh khasiat na lamdang tak in hon pum tuam nawn. Kei le hat lua ka hi kei, ka lu hon tum lilit om in ka thei a, ka nak lah mahmah ta, puk mai thei in ka om a ka chau se gawp hile amel muh ut tinten ka hih man in a pindan a va lut in a bul ah kava tu tei a a khut nem leh zeen zizeuh te len kawm in ka va kidiik nilouh hi.
Thakhat thu in a nak hong buai in hong kisat ta a, a khut ka let hon len kip tinten in ka thei, a pam a screen ka et leh tuan leleuh nawn lou in a tang zinzen ta a “Beep…Beep” achi lel ta. Ka let na khut awl awl in hon khah a, ken le a muk tawp in “Kon it lua, hon it gige di kahi” chi in ka puk suk tei ta.
Khanglou guih ka hi ding e, ka cell phone a na vak kiukiau a ka mit tui ana pawt mawk. Ka phone ka et leh text message khat hong lut ana hi a huai in hon phawng zot dan hi ahi.
Enzual in kei le ka ihmu suk nawn pah hi.
Delhi chu lum sim ta deive chih ngaihtuah kawm in ka dong te kasa a, guantheih guanmoh teng talah pipi’n ka hen suk ten ten a, kho ul kai puap in ‘khovel’ ka chi lungsim. Pathianni ahi a, Pathian ni nawn a Bangalore apan Delhi pai tum, lit le phur thuah in ka om melmul nilouh a, ticket cancel dek sek, tawp thak khong in ka buai khop mah mah kei khom khom in. Kaal khat nei lai. Nitak lam dak 3 ahi ta a, ni sang lai. Tawl kisa a ka khawl leh lawmte Mang toh Sang hong diang lut ua, Beer 2 hon puak lelat uh kizen sa in kipah thu gen a phat kawm in ki valh gai pah giaps. Dang taak leh tawl deuh a dawn chu khum zezen a bang, limkha a tave! Hon peidek suih, gil kial ziak ei ngei di.
Ejipura a om ka hia, pawt dia hong zawn uh ahih man un (dawn beh zek di chih na), ka ki zui khe thal thal ua, innlam bang a ki pawt tuah nang leh nungak hel nang chih dan te kha vaang law mah mah dan ahi, gen sa le hilou in Shivaji Nagar lam ka manoh ua, Shivaji Nagar Bus Terminal khang zek a Bar khat ah ka va tu keuh kauh ta nilouh uhi. Tangval tleilor tung mah akihih ziak hi, bang lou teng kigen in numei thu mah tung pah, peg kawm a numei thu I gen chu, aki thuuk lut baih mahmah ve.
Shivaji Nagar a eimi lawi omkhawm na PG khat ah kava hoh tei ringot ua, ki sah kha zaw hiven lim khong ka va kiban lak ta nilouh uh. Nuam sa a lawm te toh inn kong a ka om lai un a sunga nau don a tu khat ka gal muh a, mi lian lua hilou - Nurse figure nei, thau hetlou le Rasi hau mahmah khat, nuih mai leh nel huai sim khat ahi hi. Zogam lia ching. Nupi kasa ka et masak in. Tel! a man nau don eimawk chia maw. Va lut a a bul a kava tut leh theihngei mel deuh a honna en char char kha chu, ka nau don pen ‘Pa’ na hi hon chih bawl khong bang mai kasa. Kizum theisam ahi, amel se lou sim ahih chia. ‘Kei hilou kei ngal’ chih khiak doi di’n hoih hial.
“Nang hiai mun a na om na sawt ta hia?” chin ka dong a, a mit lian kilkel te leh a sam tang zizet ten mit ana hip khin.
“Kaal khat hipan, vacation zang dia hong hoh ka hi.” chin hon dawng a, hong nuih seuh leh a etlawm na a su puang, ngaih huai na apiangsak.
“Aw, koi a om e, bang zir? Bang chik chia kik di?” chin ka dong thuk nawn a, a nau en kawm in “Andhra ah, damlou khoi didan kisin, kal 2 ka om lai di.” chin hon dawng nawn a. Lungsim in chu ‘progress’ chi kawm in ka liang hon beng thauhthauh abang kasa zezen hi. “Huai na thil tawi nang a hia?” chi in a nau don ka en a, aman a hong tung na te uh a hih dan hon hilh chu Hatu hul zen a ana kinui kha hihtuak. “Achih leh nang chu Virgin lai chih na maw” chi kha zezen, nuih za a hong nui tetauh bang chu a nau don sang in le a iplah huai zaw. Huchia ka ki hou hou ua leh Rayburn College a kai khawm ka hih lam khong uh ka hong kithei suah uhi. Hoihlua. “Hon meltheih sim ka hi” hon chi guih a, “Na zuau eive” ka chih leh, “Rayburn a na tonpih sek nu…” zou sak man lou in, “ka lawm pa ngaihzawng nu hi” chia kana gen kalh gaih leh, hong nui seusau nawn a, “huai kuan hon dong a eita?” chiin hon tot bawl ngal.
Amuk san tii-tiai tawp tonton din ahoih. Laizial tep din innkong ah ka pawt khia a, lawmte omna lam kava naih phei a Sang kiangah, “Selou, teuh tauh mai.” chiin ka va nui heuhau a amah le hong ding suah tei hi. Sang in le en kawm in, “teuhs tel, na bang di oi?” hon guk chih suisui lam ka za. A min thei nai lou ka hih dan ka thei thak a dong dia ka paiphei kawm in Sang kiang ah, “Malta meh di.” ka chi gaih hi.
“Sakmin ah bang om hiam?”
Hun dang a nalh kasak luat hetlouh leh kana ngaihnat luat louh chu ahi ngei a, hile “Lun ahi” ahon chih ton kiton in zak nop kasa a, gen nop leh sap nop kasa pah, nem kasa a numei min dia analh ber ahi ka chi lungsim pah. A min toh aki tuak kher mai, eikeh a melhoih kasak ziak a kituak sa a nalh sa ka de aw?. Hong ding hial leh hon chia tou dek, a taksa frame ngat ziak a neu muh ki hi di hi. Half pen teng tihteh a T-Shirt eng aa, sam deklam a gaak. Nalh kha deuh. A khut malngaat te len a nitum kuan nizung in a kap singseng na mun tuipi geia piaunel tung khong a paipih ka nuam. Loupa hing didip tung a tut pih kawm a tongpeleng sai a ama a dia laa sak ruarua khong ka nuam, tum thei a aw hoih a laa siam hi leng.
Ka muh tung a pan ana ngai law khin kana hi. Sesuih mai.Eh, ka lungtang hon guk sak khin chi in amah ngoh zaw ni.
Rayburn a kai lai khong gen khawm in sawt tak ka houlim ua, ka tui mahmah uh ahi di, lawmte’n pai hon sawm tak un dak 8 bang ana ging ta. Siam theih tawp suah in lawmte theih louh in a number ka ngen gu chen chen a, mel in ‘hehpih leh tanai bawk tak in’ chi mah bang kawm in ka ding deldal a, ka phone la in amah aki miss call cheuh chu a ‘hehpih leh tanai bawk tak in’ mel mang pah in khovel a nungak melhoih pen lup pih khin mah bang in ka nui vur vur ta mai. Lohching.
Auto a tuang kawm in ka ki text nilouh ua, kaal nawn chia Delhi lam zuan a pai di ka hih dan ka hilh leh, ‘chipah mawk, ki thei pan pan hanga…’ chih teng a hon dawng na in lungsim tawng a deng e. Lawmte kiang ah lei beh di chi in Bar ka lut nawn ua, Ejipura ka tun un thu om dan ka gen leh, “zingchia pawt pih di” chi in ana phur ten uhi. Ka dawn kawm un sun hun a Lalbagh Botanical Garden hoh pih didan ka hon sawm ta uhi. Ken le ka thil sawm uh gen kawm in ka phone a, nui kekelh kawm in ‘Umin…’ hon chih kau leh nuam kha tel e, ngaih huai kasak na a puang. Kamsiam him him le zaw hikha mai thei. Zogam lia ching.
Thohtanni zing ninou etlawm tak hong suak, phur leh kilawp tak in ka thou khia a lawmte hong tot touh di kar ka ngak lah ten ta. ‘Happy Monday’ chi in ka text tou pah a, aman le ‘Zingpha, na thou baih ngei. Fellua ” hon thuk kik ngal a, ki nui vur vur mai.
“Hon mangmat inga, tuni pawt na di phur lua a ihmu thei nawn lou :P” chiin zuau siang thou toh ka dawng keuh a ( mang lam a bang kimuh peuh mah a chih chu thei bun lou), hon dawng kik na in ka kha bang a tawm khe sak dek phial. Ka kilam en kei a ka ging ta thei kei.
“Eile phur lawvoi, kimuhpah di himei ;)”
Lawm te hong tung kar bang ka ngak lah lawman. Dak 10:18 in a hong tung ua, Shivaji Nagar lam ka manoh pah ting teng uhi.
Jeans ngat zizet leh T-Shirt vom kigak tit-tet toh Kolhapuri Sandal hon bun a, hou chik a kichei lel hina in a etlawm mahmah. Kawi kawi din a hoih. A mel a vak a, a mit hah a fel tel, a khohei a et nuam mang e, zeih zeih mai. A nawi bawk litlet leh taw bou ten a chei nasa a, mit a hiip.
“Nalh thou” chi in ka melh phei zauh a, a mai a hong san tiai zezen.
“Kam siam vanglak” hon chih leh bang kizephawk luat in om e, ka nui dur dur ua ka pawt na du lam ka manoh ta uh.
Delhi pai di lai bang lit tha hong suak dedeuh in pai louh mai khong a ut huai tel, ni 2 chouh in sam ta, ka kihou thei ta kher mai uh. Ki text toh call ka thuah deuh zut ua, gen khe kei mah le ung itna khuukpi a ke khin zaw kana hi uh aka. Om leng la aman hon paisan pah di. Paileng la kal nih amah om lai di chih toh lung sim akisual sual thei. Bangalore sung fang kual in ka hun teng uh ka zang bei sek uhi. Nidang a ina phak phak na sa te bang amah toh ahih ziak eideuh dia a thak ngen a bang a anuam a hun a pai hek.
“Tuni ann hong ne ve maw” chi in phone a pan in ka zawn a, bang hon chi dawng peuh mah hiam chih en ut kawm in, Aw a chih leh chu aman le hon ngai chih na dan in ka ngaihtuah. En khe him him di.
“thei lo maw, ka u ten hon phal duam maw, kei vuak hon pawt phal khollou un chin” hon chih in Aw a chih na toh ka pom a, lungmuang a kipak in ka kitawm ta zot zot mai.
Nitak lam dak 4 vel in kava pi a a cousin nu toh, meh di khong lei in nuam sak chih tak in nuam kasa maimah uhi. Ka room ka tun un dak 8 bang ana ging ta a, ann leh meh huan in ka buai pah tetet ua, cheet na mun thak chi lou din hong panpih a a fel tel. A tuan a gang a, nnasep a siam. Chiamnuih thutak dedeuh khong in kaki hou ua, a flirt pian lamlam khong in ka ki chiamnuih uh chu hun bei hat ei. Ann ka nek un dak 9 bang gingta ahih toh a nih ua giak din ka zawn a, ut sim la bang ut lou sim la bang in a om nilouh ua tawp in chu a U te phone in pailou a giak dek a hih dan uh ahilh khong uhi, amah vuak hilou hileh zaw phal lou du hia chi in ka nui gu thremthram nilouh hi. Lung a om chu mel a dawk, “na kipak maw chemchum mai” chi in ‘naughty’ mel deuh in nui kawm in hon chi, nuih lel louh chu gen di omlou aka le.
Bangalore huih vot hiau hiau leh van siang kilkel a aksi tangte nuai ah, ka inntung uah, tu in ka thum un kaki hou nilouh ua bang tan hiam nung in a cousin nu’n lum di chi in hon kumsuk san ta. Phaze ei.
“Ngaihzawng khawng nei lou maw na siat lolouh toh?” chi in dang tawng bang hah masa zen in ka donga, nei lou chi ou ka lungsim in a nak chih lua.
“ei khong kuan hon deih dia, ng la?” hon chih nak khum hina tel e.
“nei leng kon nung delh delh dia hia, pil ve” chiin ka thuk nawn a ka et phei leh ana nui heuhau a, khavak nuai ah asam huih in a mut leng hiau hiau toh a kilawm thou e.
“kamsiam thou e, delh taak mamah khang ei” pitek thum hat deuh bang in hon dawng nawn daldal a huai hun chiah in chu khovel anuam ahi.
A khut len phei kawm in kading dedu a, hon lak khiak sak dia aw chih ngak kawm in, hon lak khiak sak lou in hon let thuk tei tak in, “kong ki interview diam?” ka chih leh kun suk in a hon dawng hetkei.
A khut la khia in hon nung hei a, “interview pe ut teitei maw? ching khin a kikoih lou?” hon chih in ka khovel a khek ta.
Ama a va ding in a khut tegel ka len a ka muh tung a pan ka lungsim hon luah khin ahih dan ka hilh kawm in amuk san tii-tiai ka tawp tonton ta. Leitung a mi teng in pahna zaila awi uh hen!
Sawt khop kong ki tawp nuau nuau ua, naklah zen in ka hong kikhah thei khong uhi. Itna thu zaknop pi pi sawt kuam tak ka hong kikup nung uh leh damsung a dia kichiam khin lup vai sawm di chi in room ka lut suk thei khong ta uhi.
Itna puang khiak nitak a lup khawm ngal chu kilawm het lou hina pi’n ka lunggulh tenten mai a, puan kawm a ki kawm thiam thiam khong ka ut tei mole. Tangval sisan hat chih mah tak.
“hong lum ve kon kawi kei dia” chia ka chiamnuih leh ut lah hi, lah ut ngam lou chih chiang deuh mai in hon dawng a ken le thumu kisa in kasam thak nawn hi.
Itluat leh ngaih luat ahi a, ka hat tel uh. Nga vei mawng mawng ka pang trang trang peih uh mole zankhat thu in. Anuam leh lungkim huai pen lai.
Zing kar thoh in chu zum sim tuak ka hi dua mit bang ki en tuah ngam lou in ka om den ua ka va khak a a inn ua ka om tan un le ka mit uh aki tuak kha nai kei.
Ka pai nang ni khat vuak om ta ahih toh va bazaar di chi in lawmpa gari khel in ka pawt nawn ua, dong tamkhop lei in Commercial Street lakvel a kithoh kawm a ka tai kual kual lai un ka nung lam ua pan in nasa deuh in ka gari hek hong ki nor zot a, puak dop zen in lampi ka ki den na tuak uh.
Khophawk sim mial mial a ka om in Bowring and Lady Curzon Hospital a ICU ward a om kana hi der uh. Lawmte kihou na a pan in gim mah mah tuak ka hi uh chih ka thei mial mial a, khophawk louh na gam a ka leng nawn diai diai hi.
Kho-ul kai niu-niu in ka lupna apan ka harh khe phut a, ka ngawng delh khial sim ka hi dia ana na velvul, mangpi le kiman hih tuak. Alarm set ka et leh 6:15 AM 13 March 2008 chih ka mu ti-tiai a thou khe din kakisa ta. Ka mumang thei ching nawn chiah lou in leh ngaihtuah dedu kawm in coffee ka bawl a, coffee dawn kawm in ka ngaihtuah nilouh lai. Nungak melhoih leh ka lungkim a ka it mahmah khat mu ka hi chih bel ka thei mial mual. A dang bang mah ka lung sim ah a chiang kei. Kihah siang in ka van te ka et leh thaang law mah mah ahih chiah a hong tung di Pathianni a pai di ka hih toh chin ka van te ka rem khawm a ka kikibuai sak pah hi.
Suun nileng a van hem a ka ki buaisak lai in lawmte nih hong hoh ua, fridge a pan ka beer gaih lou 3 om te 2 pia in kei le kibual din bathroom ka lut san a Net khoih din ka sawl hi. Ka mansiang tak in nitak lam dak 2:45 gingta a, hih di om tuan lou ahih toh chin pawt na di zong a kihou in ka om nilouh ua, atawp in lawmpa theihngei te nungak khat hong zin ahih dan leh Shivaji Nagar a tung ahih dan hon gen a huai lam a hoh di’n dak 3:00 chiah in ka hong ki thawi dok ta uhi.
Thursday, May 6, 2010
9th May chu...
Mi bang a kihou zihzeh te ka hi kei ua kha khat in 2/3 vei kan ka ki hou kei uh. Hile, hiai a ka kihou khak sun chiang un nuam sak na leh lungmuanna in ka dim sek. Thupi lua gen kahi kei ua, “Na dam zel hia? Bng na chi zel a?” “ann na ne
hoih zel maw?” khua a lum lua hia, bang achi?” “nuam nasa zel na maw?” chih te baak hilou, hile hichi bang a deihsak na leh itna a dim kidot na ka tuak vang mahmah kasa a dam man om ka sa, lawm le vual kal ah hichi bang kidot tiau-tiau na a om vang mahmah.
January a inn lam ka va pai in kikhelah diak ka bang ua, Delhi ka kik dek ni bang in bang mah gen tam thei le ka om kei uh. Dang tawng bing eh-uh a ka om lai in lam lai a ka zat di chiin sum tam lou aneih a hon pia a tui thawl neuchik a ka tui dawn di hon na thun sak bang ka pakta diak hi.
Tomchik sung va om kahi na a amah toh hun ka zat khawm khak uh atam zaw ahih ziak in lungkim leh lohching kaki sa mahmah. Nitak a lum baih nuam deuh a, kihoulim na di hun a vang deuh chih man thu. A sun a zan a kimu hina pi in pai di hun in a hon naih hiai hiai leh ka khelah in ka ngai dedeuh mawk a a guk in haksa kasa gu thei mahmah lel hi. Itna leh ki ngaihna ichih zaw namai na hikei ei.
Kal nih hun nuam tak ka hon zat ua mi dang le ngaihsak biik lou a ka om zoh un pai a hong hun mai chu a lithuai ngoih ngoih mange aw. Lungsim mial tak toh om bang zaw ana nuam liai lou ahi. Kimuh toh kiton a kikhen hizel mai, bang chik hun chiang in dam in kituak nawn dia aw chih te bang ngaih tuah na ah hong laang mahmah ua, ki ngaihna leh lunglenna hon su puang mah mah hi.
A hon meh puak sak leh nektheih tuamtuam tamlou te bang lim diak in ka thei, amah hon thun sak leh ama hon puak sak ahih ziak le ei biik di.
Nu, ka kipak!
Kum tawm chik ka hih in ka Pa’n hon na omlouh san pah a, ka nu etkol na nuai a khanglian ka hih deuh ziak le eidia, ka it in ka ngai khol diak. Hile, hon it na te bang kana haih hun omsam a, ka lei Pathian ahihlam ka mangngilh hun om law tham. Huchih lai inle kei a di’n thu hon nget sak in a hon na it a kei a din ana pang thou thou. NU’ ITNA zaw thupi lawtel aka!
Nu’te Ni zat nuam chiat ni.
Mother’s day (Click theih)
hoih zel maw?” khua a lum lua hia, bang achi?” “nuam nasa zel na maw?” chih te baak hilou, hile hichi bang a deihsak na leh itna a dim kidot na ka tuak vang mahmah kasa a dam man om ka sa, lawm le vual kal ah hichi bang kidot tiau-tiau na a om vang mahmah.
January a inn lam ka va pai in kikhelah diak ka bang ua, Delhi ka kik dek ni bang in bang mah gen tam thei le ka om kei uh. Dang tawng bing eh-uh a ka om lai in lam lai a ka zat di chiin sum tam lou aneih a hon pia a tui thawl neuchik a ka tui dawn di hon na thun sak bang ka pakta diak hi.
Tomchik sung va om kahi na a amah toh hun ka zat khawm khak uh atam zaw ahih ziak in lungkim leh lohching kaki sa mahmah. Nitak a lum baih nuam deuh a, kihoulim na di hun a vang deuh chih man thu. A sun a zan a kimu hina pi in pai di hun in a hon naih hiai hiai leh ka khelah in ka ngai dedeuh mawk a a guk in haksa kasa gu thei mahmah lel hi. Itna leh ki ngaihna ichih zaw namai na hikei ei.
Kal nih hun nuam tak ka hon zat ua mi dang le ngaihsak biik lou a ka om zoh un pai a hong hun mai chu a lithuai ngoih ngoih mange aw. Lungsim mial tak toh om bang zaw ana nuam liai lou ahi. Kimuh toh kiton a kikhen hizel mai, bang chik hun chiang in dam in kituak nawn dia aw chih te bang ngaih tuah na ah hong laang mahmah ua, ki ngaihna leh lunglenna hon su puang mah mah hi.
A hon meh puak sak leh nektheih tuamtuam tamlou te bang lim diak in ka thei, amah hon thun sak leh ama hon puak sak ahih ziak le ei biik di.
Nu, ka kipak!
Kum tawm chik ka hih in ka Pa’n hon na omlouh san pah a, ka nu etkol na nuai a khanglian ka hih deuh ziak le eidia, ka it in ka ngai khol diak. Hile, hon it na te bang kana haih hun omsam a, ka lei Pathian ahihlam ka mangngilh hun om law tham. Huchih lai inle kei a di’n thu hon nget sak in a hon na it a kei a din ana pang thou thou. NU’ ITNA zaw thupi lawtel aka!
Nu’te Ni zat nuam chiat ni.
Mother’s day (Click theih)
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Chim Huai Himai!
0915 Hrs (IST)
Mission Road, Lamka.
“Hello darlin' nice to see ya
it's been a long time
you're just as lovely as you used to be
how's your new love are you happy
hope you're doin' fine
just to know it means so much to me…”
- Conway Twitty.
Lampi phok ninet leh lei vui khu deuh mai lai ah ka lawmpa toh Lamka khosung a tai kual in ka om ua, Mission road phei ka totkhak tak un lungtang bang tawm mang zot thei phial leh kilawm in a gal apan in ka mu guih hi. Amah le Activa a hong tai ahi a, kou tuan na pen kei hek ahih ziak in ka gal muh pah hi. A hong nui phei tii-tiai mai zaw zing nisuak kilawm tak bang mai ahi, hon na en chenchan a hile apoi ahi aw… ama a tu pa kawng a kawi phei traal mai!
Ka nung a tu pen inle mu pah zaw ei ngei dia, “eh Min, huai ah!” hon chih guih leh nervous sim toh lamsiik a nullah lam bang gari hek in naih tuai-tuai ta zen veh e. Nuam khin hetlou a nuih liai-luai thuah in gari bang ka hat tai sak zot kha thethup hi. Ki pel kin mang e aw! A side glass a ka guk melh lam ka lawm pan hon na thei ei ngei dia, “nunglam et kik kik di hilou, maban et di aka… dechia a kawi na bang le tungpah di ihih toh…” hon chih leh Na Hinkhua Maban Di En In Aw, Nung leh Hei Hun Hi Nawn Lou hon chi bang kasa mawk!
Kum thum leh akim sung khawng kimu nawn lou vilvel a om in tua kava tuah khak phut zaw, ki lamet louh lai a, gen di bang bei peuh mah. Ka va pawtna mun uah bang ka nguui ngial ei. Lai sim sunzom di chih suanlam a Bangalore pai lou hileng zaw den a a angkawi tinten pen bang kei le himai thei hi ing a chih na in lungsim teng luah gai mawk a…
“What's that darlin' how am I doin
I'm doin' alright except I can't sleep I cry all night 'till dawn
What I'm tryin' to say is I love you and I miss you and I'm so sorry that I did you wrong…
Look up darlin' let me kiss you
just for old times sake
let me hold you in my arms one more time
thank you darlin' may god bless you and each step you take
bring you closer to the things you seek to find…”
2006 summer nisat lai tak a Class XII result suak hiven kei le mundang a laisim sunzom dia kisa in ka bem ten hi. I pawt khiak masak na di pen ahih toh ki phur lawsam. Huchia pai dia kisa in zankhat kimuh theih na di ka zong ua a hong rem thei vanglak. Lawmpa gari zang in nitak khomui zuul dak 6 vel in ka va pi a, Hebron Veng a ka lawmpa room ah kikhe lah tak in ki len tinten kawm in gen di thei zok lou in ka om nilouh uhi.
Zan hong sawt in fone bang chu hong ging mun sim mahmah ta. Atawp in chu pai di vai a hon sawm thei sam, khiak la khiak lah huai lawtel a hun in lah hon liam san zungzung ta mai, Sidney Sheldon in a laibu gelh Bloodline a line khat bang lungsim ah hong lut dundun tazen, Time is the enemy of love. The thief that shortens all our golden hours…ana chih hi dik sa law tel. Hon pombelh in, “Umin, pai dah ve maw…ken ka hon zoh hun chiah iki ton na di, kum khat lel hita hia maw, aike’h le ka hon zui mai aw…” a hon chi khialkhial mai chu, dawn di dan buai huai hina mai e. Dai dide in ka kawi nilouh a atawp in chu kenle , “Hilou e, vapai di inga ei a dia munrem ana zong di kahi, ginom tak in ana ngak lechin December a le ka hong pai pah theih lamen kahi…ana ginom in aw…” chi kawm in ka tawp suk tei hi.
Huchi’n zan dak 11:00 lak vel in Central Lamka lam manoh in ka ki pawsuk ta uhi. Manpha kikhak na kawm in a gate bul uah ka tawp nawn chonchon hi, atawp na tatak di ahihlam thei leng zaw…
Kum 2 le akim khong kingai ta chi in kei le kilungmuang sak deuh in ka maban zotna di lam manoh kahi tamai a, Gwahati tan gari tuan pen kigawt na di isak leh ana hi phiangsan lou hial, gari tuang kawm a Nagaland tang dung te a nitum di kuan in hon kap sengsang a lunglen bang chu train a tuang a lunglen toh kikhe deuh hiau ana hidan ahi. Ka laa ngaih dia hon tel khiaksak ka fone a hon koih sak te ka ngai kual nilouh den hi. Bei baih sak in bang om diak abang.
Ni 1 le akim khong nidang a hun nuam kana zat khawm dan te uh ngaihtuah na in ka zang bei hi. Train sung ahi a ngaihtuah na bang a pai viau kasa. Ka paipih ka lawmte bang ka phawk kha vak kei a amah fone theih na didan kia ka lungsim ah om den hi.
Chennai Jn. ah chu a hong khawl ngei tak a, phaze sa in PCO ka naih pah belbel mai. Mi ana tam lawzel, minute 3 kaki hou nung un line a ding tam lua ahih chiah kisuanglah leh khiaklahtak thuah kawm in ka hang up mai chu, anuam law na a anuam hetkei!
Bangalore tung thei in kai na di khong ka saifel thei pah hi. Lungleng leh ngai ngoih ngoih a om in ka hun te ka hon zang bei thei zel vanglak. Kha 3 khong hong kivei in chu Calls bang le a hong lut vaang sim mahmah ta a Msg le muh luat ahi nawn kei. Ken le a fuh lou om eidia aw chi in ka lawm te bang ka ban dot zel sam a hile thu bang mah om lou ahon chih chiang un ki lungmuang sak suk thei zel. Mi va gal ngaih pen zaw ana haksa lawsam mah ahi ngut.
Kha 4 khong bang mah thu omlou a ka hon zat (kakisak lai a) khit in chu, zingkal khat ka lawmpa’n hon fone a ka thoh ma in, poi ahi mai. Thoh khiat di bang a lit huai ahi aw. Am-hai chur chur leh dek sa vevu kawm in ka lum nilouh mai, inn lam pai ut na in ahon zou petmah lah kava hih theih di a om nawn chuang kei.
Kha li sung lel a a damsunga di ana mukhin ana hiphet mai, poi vasak louh di chu ahaksa a hile hampha sa in ka kipahpih law mawk.
“Goodbye darlin' I gotta go now
gotta try to find a way to lose these memories of a love so warm and true
and if you should ever find it in your heart to forgive me
come back darlin' I'll be waitin' for you…”
I’ve never understood then, why lovers count their happiness, in days and nights and years, while our love can only be measured. In our joys and sighs and tears…
-Sidney Sheldon’s Bloodline
(Phuah tawm thu ahi, office a sep di omlouh kal a chim ziak liauliau a ki gelh mawk2 ahi – kawk tuam nei ahi kei, thulaktak di le om biik lou :D :D :D)
0915 Hrs (IST)
Mission Road, Lamka.
“Hello darlin' nice to see ya
it's been a long time
you're just as lovely as you used to be
how's your new love are you happy
hope you're doin' fine
just to know it means so much to me…”
- Conway Twitty.
Lampi phok ninet leh lei vui khu deuh mai lai ah ka lawmpa toh Lamka khosung a tai kual in ka om ua, Mission road phei ka totkhak tak un lungtang bang tawm mang zot thei phial leh kilawm in a gal apan in ka mu guih hi. Amah le Activa a hong tai ahi a, kou tuan na pen kei hek ahih ziak in ka gal muh pah hi. A hong nui phei tii-tiai mai zaw zing nisuak kilawm tak bang mai ahi, hon na en chenchan a hile apoi ahi aw… ama a tu pa kawng a kawi phei traal mai!
Ka nung a tu pen inle mu pah zaw ei ngei dia, “eh Min, huai ah!” hon chih guih leh nervous sim toh lamsiik a nullah lam bang gari hek in naih tuai-tuai ta zen veh e. Nuam khin hetlou a nuih liai-luai thuah in gari bang ka hat tai sak zot kha thethup hi. Ki pel kin mang e aw! A side glass a ka guk melh lam ka lawm pan hon na thei ei ngei dia, “nunglam et kik kik di hilou, maban et di aka… dechia a kawi na bang le tungpah di ihih toh…” hon chih leh Na Hinkhua Maban Di En In Aw, Nung leh Hei Hun Hi Nawn Lou hon chi bang kasa mawk!
Kum thum leh akim sung khawng kimu nawn lou vilvel a om in tua kava tuah khak phut zaw, ki lamet louh lai a, gen di bang bei peuh mah. Ka va pawtna mun uah bang ka nguui ngial ei. Lai sim sunzom di chih suanlam a Bangalore pai lou hileng zaw den a a angkawi tinten pen bang kei le himai thei hi ing a chih na in lungsim teng luah gai mawk a…
“What's that darlin' how am I doin
I'm doin' alright except I can't sleep I cry all night 'till dawn
What I'm tryin' to say is I love you and I miss you and I'm so sorry that I did you wrong…
Look up darlin' let me kiss you
just for old times sake
let me hold you in my arms one more time
thank you darlin' may god bless you and each step you take
bring you closer to the things you seek to find…”
2006 summer nisat lai tak a Class XII result suak hiven kei le mundang a laisim sunzom dia kisa in ka bem ten hi. I pawt khiak masak na di pen ahih toh ki phur lawsam. Huchia pai dia kisa in zankhat kimuh theih na di ka zong ua a hong rem thei vanglak. Lawmpa gari zang in nitak khomui zuul dak 6 vel in ka va pi a, Hebron Veng a ka lawmpa room ah kikhe lah tak in ki len tinten kawm in gen di thei zok lou in ka om nilouh uhi.
Zan hong sawt in fone bang chu hong ging mun sim mahmah ta. Atawp in chu pai di vai a hon sawm thei sam, khiak la khiak lah huai lawtel a hun in lah hon liam san zungzung ta mai, Sidney Sheldon in a laibu gelh Bloodline a line khat bang lungsim ah hong lut dundun tazen, Time is the enemy of love. The thief that shortens all our golden hours…ana chih hi dik sa law tel. Hon pombelh in, “Umin, pai dah ve maw…ken ka hon zoh hun chiah iki ton na di, kum khat lel hita hia maw, aike’h le ka hon zui mai aw…” a hon chi khialkhial mai chu, dawn di dan buai huai hina mai e. Dai dide in ka kawi nilouh a atawp in chu kenle , “Hilou e, vapai di inga ei a dia munrem ana zong di kahi, ginom tak in ana ngak lechin December a le ka hong pai pah theih lamen kahi…ana ginom in aw…” chi kawm in ka tawp suk tei hi.
Huchi’n zan dak 11:00 lak vel in Central Lamka lam manoh in ka ki pawsuk ta uhi. Manpha kikhak na kawm in a gate bul uah ka tawp nawn chonchon hi, atawp na tatak di ahihlam thei leng zaw…
Kum 2 le akim khong kingai ta chi in kei le kilungmuang sak deuh in ka maban zotna di lam manoh kahi tamai a, Gwahati tan gari tuan pen kigawt na di isak leh ana hi phiangsan lou hial, gari tuang kawm a Nagaland tang dung te a nitum di kuan in hon kap sengsang a lunglen bang chu train a tuang a lunglen toh kikhe deuh hiau ana hidan ahi. Ka laa ngaih dia hon tel khiaksak ka fone a hon koih sak te ka ngai kual nilouh den hi. Bei baih sak in bang om diak abang.
Ni 1 le akim khong nidang a hun nuam kana zat khawm dan te uh ngaihtuah na in ka zang bei hi. Train sung ahi a ngaihtuah na bang a pai viau kasa. Ka paipih ka lawmte bang ka phawk kha vak kei a amah fone theih na didan kia ka lungsim ah om den hi.
Chennai Jn. ah chu a hong khawl ngei tak a, phaze sa in PCO ka naih pah belbel mai. Mi ana tam lawzel, minute 3 kaki hou nung un line a ding tam lua ahih chiah kisuanglah leh khiaklahtak thuah kawm in ka hang up mai chu, anuam law na a anuam hetkei!
Bangalore tung thei in kai na di khong ka saifel thei pah hi. Lungleng leh ngai ngoih ngoih a om in ka hun te ka hon zang bei thei zel vanglak. Kha 3 khong hong kivei in chu Calls bang le a hong lut vaang sim mahmah ta a Msg le muh luat ahi nawn kei. Ken le a fuh lou om eidia aw chi in ka lawm te bang ka ban dot zel sam a hile thu bang mah om lou ahon chih chiang un ki lungmuang sak suk thei zel. Mi va gal ngaih pen zaw ana haksa lawsam mah ahi ngut.
Kha 4 khong bang mah thu omlou a ka hon zat (kakisak lai a) khit in chu, zingkal khat ka lawmpa’n hon fone a ka thoh ma in, poi ahi mai. Thoh khiat di bang a lit huai ahi aw. Am-hai chur chur leh dek sa vevu kawm in ka lum nilouh mai, inn lam pai ut na in ahon zou petmah lah kava hih theih di a om nawn chuang kei.
Kha li sung lel a a damsunga di ana mukhin ana hiphet mai, poi vasak louh di chu ahaksa a hile hampha sa in ka kipahpih law mawk.
“Goodbye darlin' I gotta go now
gotta try to find a way to lose these memories of a love so warm and true
and if you should ever find it in your heart to forgive me
come back darlin' I'll be waitin' for you…”
I’ve never understood then, why lovers count their happiness, in days and nights and years, while our love can only be measured. In our joys and sighs and tears…
-Sidney Sheldon’s Bloodline
(Phuah tawm thu ahi, office a sep di omlouh kal a chim ziak liauliau a ki gelh mawk2 ahi – kawk tuam nei ahi kei, thulaktak di le om biik lou :D :D :D)
Monday, March 15, 2010
ADIOS, MY FRIEND ADIOS…
1 There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven:a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot. -Ecclesiastes 3:1-2 (New International Version)
Days rolled into night and nights unfurl a new day, a new day of yet another despair, of longing and missing for a dear friend, who, with and for all his reason(s), left us torn and broken, not a single word to whisper nor the courage to look into each other’s eyes. Even the good old shrug won’t help. Sang, you must be laughing at us mortal souls even as we try to hide our grief and find solace, eh?
They say, “Each drop of a tear is costlier than anything in this world but no one knows its values until they have it in their own eyes for someone.” How profoundly true! The tears we shed Sang… each drop bespoken of a thousand words.
Bangalore 2007.
Life would be such a bore had it not been for him because he was the one who get us all together in the first place – I, Biakte, Sonmang and Soson. I never expected to meet him in Bangalore, which too, at the Church used by the ZCF. After having lost contact for nearly a year since we finished our HSE, it was a joyous reunion; one of a kind that ends with a bottle of pure Jamaican Rum and a fat boiled chicken spread out on the table. As usual, when the spirit kicks in we’d reminisce about the good old days we had back at Rayburn College. It was a lovely moment, one that will always live down memory lane.
Our friendship rooted during the summer of ‘05 at Rayburn College in New Lamka, where we’d be punished and huddled to the dreaded Student Dean’s Office ruled over by the ever-active Ms. Muanching for bunking Math and MIL classes. More often than not, a few good and practical advices would be shot at us, which we were immune to such thing anyway as well as the boring lectures in our class, with her steely voice filled with concerns and that always ends with a prayer with both her hands in our heads. After that ritual, a suppressed and understanding nod between us would follow suit meaning we’d be more cautious the next time around. Such was life.
Cheerful as always with an air of easy going attitude and a happy go lucky charm, Life – for him is for the free will. Outspoken to the core, ambitious as can be, and a zeal to live life to the fullest – Ginsang is one helluva guy you can get as a friend, and I am proud and lucky I can call myself, without an iota of prejudice, one of his few and well chosen friend, God bless his soul.
We did, atleast the four of us whom he dearly called friends, always admired his quick wit and presence of mind, his good old nature and humors with his never say die attitude inspiring us to learn (a lot) from life as well as from him. His uber-cool jokes and humors would never fail to entertain us albeit, sometimes, at the cost of other. His outlook in life is always open and sometimes hilarious, which is reflected in his ways of words.
He was always there through ups and down and his presence makes a whole lot of different things altogether. On the lighter side, Men’s night-outs would never be complete without him among us, he had had this enviable talent of making things happening, of making things work wonders even on a bad night-outs. The good times we had together at St. Joseph’s College in Shanti Nagar on the occasion of the Northeast Fest and the incident that follows which rendered us to return with a torn shirt and a blue-black eyes, the GIR night at Palace Ground, the Mizo Fest (Chapchar Kut, yea!)…The Lingarajapuram incidents… Sang, all we have is the sweet memories now but worry not for they will be cherished, as always, till we meet to relive them all over again.
Well, it’s because of him that I gained three new great friends in Bangalore who are always ready to do anything for my well being, I owe him a lot, we owe him a lot. Biakte – always fair in his dealings, Sonmang – the guy who never lost his innocence he’s born with, Soson – always with the charm. Damn Sang, they are fine men, the best gift ever…you are great buddy, just great. I could not praise you more, word fails me.
Delhi, March 5, 2010 (5:30 IST).
My cell-phone buzzed in my hip pocket and I was quick to fish it out, as it was really unusual at this unearthly hour for a call to come (Delhi-Bangalore Standard), the caller’s name flashes Apoo Sang. I was wondering if it was yet another of his prank so I was reluctant to take the call at first thought, then it rang for the second times and this time I took the call with good spirit… (A recall from the memory bank)
“Na Z, hia pick up hak na chia pelpol chin. Na bang hih e? thou nai lou maw?”
“Thou e Pu, Saket va pha kahi ka tawp a, nang la thou hai maw na thou baih ngei…eikeh na giahna nu’n pai dia hon sawl pah hia? Hahaha…”
“hehe…gengen vial lou e…thil dang daih genle, Delhi ong phak ut sim kale…tu summer a…nang vuak om lai mah teh maw?”
“om e, om e…hong pha ois…lawmte le hon zawn kual ve Sonmang bang ut ten lou d hia? Biakte la? Chi thou hia?”
“kong ki dawp kual du aw…nang le ana thuzak himhim in aw”……..
2100Hrs IST (Bangalore to Delhi).
“ Mang, non call zenzen a…bang chi? Bottle bang zah zoh na hita a? hahah…”
“Min, lawmpa uh thu za lou maw?”
“Bang la?”
“Ginsang in hon beisan eivoi…”
It was as simple as that, gone! I pinched and poked myself but I was wide-awake…sitting at my workstation. I prayed it was all a bad dream; I don’t care if it’s even the worst nightmare ever but I prayed and wished for that.
Then the next call from Biakte did it. It was real all the while and my prayers were not answered this time, or did I pray a tad too late? God must have taken it as a joke! Damn! Right then and there, bolts from the past came flooding even as I try to compose myself and make sense to what I just heard. It can’t be true; he cannot go just like that. He was too alive when we planned for the big time in Delhi with friends. Life, they say, hits you the hardest when you least expect it, and it hits you right at the point so good that you are never the same again, ever. Sang, we will never be the same again with the void you have left in us.
Life as it is…
Adios, my dear friend…Adios…
“True friends are the ones who never leave your heart, even if they leave your life for awhile. Even after years apart, you pick up with them right where you left off, and even if they die they're never dead in your heart.” – Anon.
BIAKTE (Bangalore): Sang, hiai leitung ah kimu nawn kei lele koua din thu honna nget sak lai in aw, dawn bang kituak a Sian angsung’ ah tangtawn a hun nuam zang khawm di’n. Van kong khak ah khut zaak in chibai buk in non na vaidawn di aw. Pathian kiang I tun kim chiang un zaw kah leh khitui nul omnawn lou in I lengkhawm ta di uh.
SONMANG (Bangalore): Sang, I already miss you alot, I wish we could spend some more times together, and it kills me that I couldn’t say goodbye in the right way, but I have to accept God wishes cause we are all gonna die one day, thank you so much for always being there for me in my darkest hours...You are the only friend and my rival (the latter confining only to the campus of Kristu Jayanti College and our study table) I have in Bangalore..guess I’ll be alot lonelier now... I am filled with emotions each day thinking of the times that we have spent together, there are good times as well as bad times but I’ll go on saying I love u so much…Yea, it hurts a lot but Sang I’ll will overcome the sorrow, the pain, sadness and the agony of losing U with the good friends that you have made for me...Now I must end this, by asking a Blessing for your family, friends and all those who love you. See you again in the next life… Je t'aime et que vous manquez, au revoir Bro…
SOSON (Aizawl): Sinlai va bang phawng den lawm it Sang, hun lou pi a na hon muallliam san mai zaw, thuaksiam haksa ngei. Na lawmte’n machiang luankhi toh malbang hon kou ung. Na suulnung dai in dam e… Lawm it Sang, na min theibang hong lou kha zel ung. (Awaiting)
REST IN PEACE NOW OUR BELOVED FRIEND.
A brief candle; both ends burning
An endless mile; a bus wheel turning
A friend to share the lonesome times
A handshake and a sip of wine
So say it loud and let it ring
We are all a part of everything
The future, present and the past
Fly on proud bird
You're free at last.
-Charlie Daniels
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
IN RETROSPECTION.
As the year draws to an end I can’t help but retrospect my life. As for me it was a year well spent, though with a lil’ bit of ups and hard times, but they are the package that comes with life, I can take that.
Slogging my ass as hard as I could, doing nothing but to survive (the harsh reality of life) sometime brings a tear or two to the eyes, without a word spoken but conveys the burden I’ve to live with, a silent language that holds thousands of mixed emotions. A single drop justified a thousand words. But, you know, life as it is.
But, one thing that is good, it makes me wiser (on my own term), life teaches.
Sometimes one has to bear all the bitterness and hardships just to appreciate that fraction of a smile that comes your way deep from the heart. Life without it’s cruelty is not worth living. The best things that can happen to anyone doesn’t come easy, you appreciate your success because you have been through all the obstacles and hardship you have to brave that leads the way to your ultimate goal(s). That sweet feeling is rare but once achieved it makes one bounce with joy and happiness and you seldom forget that golden moments, it just stuck on you. The sweetness of your labors. Your tears of sorrows turn to tears of joy and jubilation, of happiness. That’s good. Really. And sweet.
I would often reminisce about the jolly good times I had back then when I was a lil’ younger, my teens life – to be precise. It was great. I don’t regret anything; I have lived my life to the fullest. I did what everyone at my age would do. I was content.
All those street fights, my first kiss, first puff, drinks, love et al. my teenage rampages, tantrums and rebellions. They are a thing of the past now but a golden moment and my greatest assets that I can safely tuck away in my archives of memories. I am happy I lived my life to the best that I can and wished.
Of course, there’s time I fooled around so much to the extend that my family had to interfered, much to their annoyance. But that was life. My life.
(By the way, I am the official black-sheep of the family).
As if even that’s not enough I had to learn things the hard way many a times. But they are the priceless experiences that made me who I am now (nothing, a non-entity), but I am glad for the fact that I am what I am today. Nothing more, nothing less. I learnt to take life as it is, as it comes. And thanks to life, it offers and showers me a great deal of blessings, some that I deserved, and some I don’t. I am content.
I don’t complain, I don’t crib even when I don’t have a morsel to feed my rumbling stomach. I dare not complain even when I shivers with cold and with an empty stomach coz’ that’s how I know and learnt how to appreciate the smaller things life has to offers but which one usually took for granted.
No, I don’t care even if I go without food for a day or two, there’s millions out there going without a morsel for-god-knows-how-many days, and without a proper clothing to fight the bitter cold. I am lucky, at least I considered myself one, even though I stay in a room even smaller than the kitchen of a loaded people who had 2 or 3 Accounts in the Swiss Bank or for that matter, the Bahamas. A 100 bucks in my wallet did a great deal in making me feel secure, I don’t worry coz’ that’s gonna last me a week.
But, I regret, really, for the fact that I make friends when I am loaded (too – though not often), when the wallet is full upto it’s limited capacity. As long as there’s a wad of money in pocket they are ready to wash my feet, but as Time will always had its way all my good “seasonal friends”, who would stoop to wash my feet, disappear to god-knows-where. The reason, you say? It’s because I don’t even have the luxury to have a square meal a day. A simple fact, I ate only once a day, mostly dinner when the month is on its way to end and introduced a new one. In other word, when I am broke.
Something I would never forget, though it is childish. (Don’t be judgmental on this one; I know it’s absurd too).
This happened when I was working as a Sales Assistant for West Side show-room at Commercial Street in Bangalore. A ‘good friend’ of mine was working as a Sr. Sales Asst. close to our show-room, and it was the end of the month (5 days to go), I was
dead broke (as usual), so nowhere to run and no other viable options I went to him with my sob story, asking for a mere 10 bucks (yes, really). My intention: get the 10 bucks, call Mom and ask for 500 bucks just to last through the week before I get my salary.
I was in for a shock (of my life, not literally, though), his attitude and words appalled me.
I could not believed my ears, coming from a friend (as I considered him one with great honor – I think he did the other way round) like him.
“Why do you need that?” he asked. I told him why.
“Let me tell you something (FYI- it sounded more like it), we are all professionals working here, I don’t and never lend anyone any money be it 10 or a 1000 bucks, so sorry buddy, I don’t go against my principles.” So much for his principles. I could have punched him and knocked his teeth out right there itself, but I knew better.
All I could do was wipe away the tears that streams down my cheek before I knew it.
Five days without breakfast and lunch, forget teas, and you will know how I felt then. Worse still, doing overtime because it was a Diwali season sales.
No, I don’t blame him but I won’t forget it either. Forgiving? Pray, I don’t know.
The fault was entirely mine; I should not have any expectation(s) from him (or anybody else), I should not have approached him let alone asked him. After all, he was a friend, a working professional infested with principles, friend. A friend who never fails to come and drink and eat at my place on every special occasion, be it a birth-day bash or weekend revelry. He was a ‘good friend’ who never lends 10 bucks to a desperate someone just because he does not want to compromise on his principles.
The balls he had, when close and dear ones of mine threw a farewell bash for me when I was shifting base to Delhi, I don’t know who the fool had the insanity to invite him but he was there, with his girlfriend! Gorging on the foods and drinks – apparently it was a free treat for them, no wonder. But I feel good, I feel real good for the fact that I feed a hungry and thirsty friend.
Anyway, that was a long time ago. One and a half year (not sure). No big deal and no big issue. Last heard, he was fired (reasons best known to them – I am not curious, and it does not concern me). I don’t feel anything, anything at all. Such is life.
Okay, here let’s have a look at ourselves and ponders on how we deal with something that comes our way, to the things that we don’t have any commands or controls over them.
By the way, do you ever get the feelings that you are being side-lined by your friends? Do you ever feel that you are not welcomed at your friend’s do or stuffs remotely like that? Ever felt that you are left-out? Ignored? Though, ironically, those who did that to you are the one, and only, who ran to you when they are in deep shit.
The solution:
Take it easy, CHANGE is the only constant being in this life, so you never know what good fortunes or blessings and lucks awaits you. Suffer in silence, accept victory graciously. And be wise. Learn, wake up and smell the coffee.
I don’t know what the New Year will bring but I am ready to take it graciously and welcome it whole-heartedly. I feel wiser now (as I count myself on my own term) to take things as it comes.
True indeed is the proverbial saying, “experience is the best teacher”.
Tips: To keep friends and people flocking around you trying desperately to please you and be at your services, be loaded. Have money. It’s a proven fact and it never fails. And even the most powerful tools/weapons to harvest power and fame.
Happy New Year to all of you.
Let success and happiness be the answered and gift for your aspirations, dreams and wishes.
Stay blessed as always to all my readers who took times out to read this self-indulgence, sorry write-up. I’ll try to come out with a more cheerful and positive one the next time. Sorry about this one but I feel way much better now, having laid this out.
(Hey my Black Forest Queen, thank you for the encouragements and guidance, hearing me out to everything I have to tell at any given time, specially when I am down, you are a blessing I can’t do without. You are a real friend and I am proud to call you one, do keep on shining.
And to my dearest of dear friend Lian(piliuliu), imagine if we have some 20/30 people just like you how beautiful a place it would be, our Lamka.
Do have a great and fulfilling life).
Slogging my ass as hard as I could, doing nothing but to survive (the harsh reality of life) sometime brings a tear or two to the eyes, without a word spoken but conveys the burden I’ve to live with, a silent language that holds thousands of mixed emotions. A single drop justified a thousand words. But, you know, life as it is.
But, one thing that is good, it makes me wiser (on my own term), life teaches.
Sometimes one has to bear all the bitterness and hardships just to appreciate that fraction of a smile that comes your way deep from the heart. Life without it’s cruelty is not worth living. The best things that can happen to anyone doesn’t come easy, you appreciate your success because you have been through all the obstacles and hardship you have to brave that leads the way to your ultimate goal(s). That sweet feeling is rare but once achieved it makes one bounce with joy and happiness and you seldom forget that golden moments, it just stuck on you. The sweetness of your labors. Your tears of sorrows turn to tears of joy and jubilation, of happiness. That’s good. Really. And sweet.
I would often reminisce about the jolly good times I had back then when I was a lil’ younger, my teens life – to be precise. It was great. I don’t regret anything; I have lived my life to the fullest. I did what everyone at my age would do. I was content.
All those street fights, my first kiss, first puff, drinks, love et al. my teenage rampages, tantrums and rebellions. They are a thing of the past now but a golden moment and my greatest assets that I can safely tuck away in my archives of memories. I am happy I lived my life to the best that I can and wished.
Of course, there’s time I fooled around so much to the extend that my family had to interfered, much to their annoyance. But that was life. My life.
(By the way, I am the official black-sheep of the family).
As if even that’s not enough I had to learn things the hard way many a times. But they are the priceless experiences that made me who I am now (nothing, a non-entity), but I am glad for the fact that I am what I am today. Nothing more, nothing less. I learnt to take life as it is, as it comes. And thanks to life, it offers and showers me a great deal of blessings, some that I deserved, and some I don’t. I am content.
I don’t complain, I don’t crib even when I don’t have a morsel to feed my rumbling stomach. I dare not complain even when I shivers with cold and with an empty stomach coz’ that’s how I know and learnt how to appreciate the smaller things life has to offers but which one usually took for granted.
No, I don’t care even if I go without food for a day or two, there’s millions out there going without a morsel for-god-knows-how-many days, and without a proper clothing to fight the bitter cold. I am lucky, at least I considered myself one, even though I stay in a room even smaller than the kitchen of a loaded people who had 2 or 3 Accounts in the Swiss Bank or for that matter, the Bahamas. A 100 bucks in my wallet did a great deal in making me feel secure, I don’t worry coz’ that’s gonna last me a week.
But, I regret, really, for the fact that I make friends when I am loaded (too – though not often), when the wallet is full upto it’s limited capacity. As long as there’s a wad of money in pocket they are ready to wash my feet, but as Time will always had its way all my good “seasonal friends”, who would stoop to wash my feet, disappear to god-knows-where. The reason, you say? It’s because I don’t even have the luxury to have a square meal a day. A simple fact, I ate only once a day, mostly dinner when the month is on its way to end and introduced a new one. In other word, when I am broke.
Something I would never forget, though it is childish. (Don’t be judgmental on this one; I know it’s absurd too).
This happened when I was working as a Sales Assistant for West Side show-room at Commercial Street in Bangalore. A ‘good friend’ of mine was working as a Sr. Sales Asst. close to our show-room, and it was the end of the month (5 days to go), I was
dead broke (as usual), so nowhere to run and no other viable options I went to him with my sob story, asking for a mere 10 bucks (yes, really). My intention: get the 10 bucks, call Mom and ask for 500 bucks just to last through the week before I get my salary.
I was in for a shock (of my life, not literally, though), his attitude and words appalled me.
I could not believed my ears, coming from a friend (as I considered him one with great honor – I think he did the other way round) like him.
“Why do you need that?” he asked. I told him why.
“Let me tell you something (FYI- it sounded more like it), we are all professionals working here, I don’t and never lend anyone any money be it 10 or a 1000 bucks, so sorry buddy, I don’t go against my principles.” So much for his principles. I could have punched him and knocked his teeth out right there itself, but I knew better.
All I could do was wipe away the tears that streams down my cheek before I knew it.
Five days without breakfast and lunch, forget teas, and you will know how I felt then. Worse still, doing overtime because it was a Diwali season sales.
No, I don’t blame him but I won’t forget it either. Forgiving? Pray, I don’t know.
The fault was entirely mine; I should not have any expectation(s) from him (or anybody else), I should not have approached him let alone asked him. After all, he was a friend, a working professional infested with principles, friend. A friend who never fails to come and drink and eat at my place on every special occasion, be it a birth-day bash or weekend revelry. He was a ‘good friend’ who never lends 10 bucks to a desperate someone just because he does not want to compromise on his principles.
The balls he had, when close and dear ones of mine threw a farewell bash for me when I was shifting base to Delhi, I don’t know who the fool had the insanity to invite him but he was there, with his girlfriend! Gorging on the foods and drinks – apparently it was a free treat for them, no wonder. But I feel good, I feel real good for the fact that I feed a hungry and thirsty friend.
Anyway, that was a long time ago. One and a half year (not sure). No big deal and no big issue. Last heard, he was fired (reasons best known to them – I am not curious, and it does not concern me). I don’t feel anything, anything at all. Such is life.
Okay, here let’s have a look at ourselves and ponders on how we deal with something that comes our way, to the things that we don’t have any commands or controls over them.
By the way, do you ever get the feelings that you are being side-lined by your friends? Do you ever feel that you are not welcomed at your friend’s do or stuffs remotely like that? Ever felt that you are left-out? Ignored? Though, ironically, those who did that to you are the one, and only, who ran to you when they are in deep shit.
The solution:
Take it easy, CHANGE is the only constant being in this life, so you never know what good fortunes or blessings and lucks awaits you. Suffer in silence, accept victory graciously. And be wise. Learn, wake up and smell the coffee.
I don’t know what the New Year will bring but I am ready to take it graciously and welcome it whole-heartedly. I feel wiser now (as I count myself on my own term) to take things as it comes.
True indeed is the proverbial saying, “experience is the best teacher”.
Tips: To keep friends and people flocking around you trying desperately to please you and be at your services, be loaded. Have money. It’s a proven fact and it never fails. And even the most powerful tools/weapons to harvest power and fame.
Happy New Year to all of you.
Let success and happiness be the answered and gift for your aspirations, dreams and wishes.
Stay blessed as always to all my readers who took times out to read this self-indulgence, sorry write-up. I’ll try to come out with a more cheerful and positive one the next time. Sorry about this one but I feel way much better now, having laid this out.
(Hey my Black Forest Queen, thank you for the encouragements and guidance, hearing me out to everything I have to tell at any given time, specially when I am down, you are a blessing I can’t do without. You are a real friend and I am proud to call you one, do keep on shining.
And to my dearest of dear friend Lian(piliuliu), imagine if we have some 20/30 people just like you how beautiful a place it would be, our Lamka.
Do have a great and fulfilling life).
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