A Gruesome Guy

The road silent and somnolent
With a tranquil speech of its own
The only thuds of weary steps tapping
Down the narrow impoverished street
The dull street lamp half-yawns
And the old park bench shivers
A loaf of yesterday’s bread in his hand
A bottle of ale already half-empty
A disinterested smile he flicked
And walked towards his cottage
# The tattered unlocked cottage
Where broken dreams and shattered hopes
Scatter here and there all around #
Aint no wood to kindle the hearth
Aint no stove to cook supper
Aint no company to cherish him
A loathsome life that he leads
Shunned away from everyone

A multi-billionaire's dream in a thatched khangpoksung

In a thatched khaangpoksung beside a leaning kaangthol
There he sits, enjoying his chaangang
The pomfri he wears is smelly
And there are holes a many
But he sits idle, engrossed in his dreams

‘My neighbour recently got a Honda City
Last year they bought I 10
I can also buy a Mercedes (someday)
Once I hit the jackpot
I will build even a bungalow
-(a two storey bungalow with terrace garden)

My Memton will be happy then
She wont borrow money any
From Eneton, Shyama or Binasakhi
No more baaki-siki
At the local Mitlao's store


Our little 'boiton' will this time
Get admitted at DBS
He will go to school by van
Our neighbour 'Naoton's Van
With Naobi as the driver

I have never boarded a flight
This time I will travel places
Jet Airways's air hostesses are not hot
So I will take Kingfisher Airlines
And fly like a king in the sky

Oh Memton just for a while
Dont u please yell
I am lost in a multi-billionaire's dreams
And all the while you scream
To fetch you a kilo of rice...

To Hell With Expectation!!!

Expectation at times cripples our source of happiness. What seemed so picture perfect suddenly becomes dull and boring with expectation intruding in between. What is the big deal about this expectation? Why we humans are prone to expecting things our way? Cant we lead a pretty normal life without any anticipation of what is going to beget what? Oh come on! While pondering over various expectations we simply forget to concentrate on our lives.

You cannot probably dream of leading the best life with all the afforded luxuries. That's way too materialistic. And as they say, you can buy a well-adorned bed with your money but not really sleep. At the end of the day, its better to retire as a happy man with whatever little or big you have in your life. Greed and expectation in my earnest view are synonymous. The lesser their dose, the happier you gonna lead your life. By and by- to hell with expectation!!!

'EDS- Emotional Deficiency Syndrome' whats that?

These days I feel like I have become a pseudo patient succumbed to EDS (Emotional Deficiency Syndrome). I dont know why but I often feel I am not myself anymore. The signs and symptoms of my illness include the following-

1. Happiness Phobia (that means I am scared to be happy)

2. Irregular mood swings (like that of a pendulum?)

3. Mismatched-thoughts (off and on mode)

Are my symptoms pretty normal? Has anyone gone through or felt the same? I need to know. I want to know. Phew!

Wakhal Hongba

Seireng ama esira eibu???

Ethoksu ngaida ngasidi

Kanana eigi wakhalda yetpirakani?

kanana thingba ngamgani eina ebada???

Tandi tansinlak ae tourise

Eibu eraroisirane?

Hoi farey toklagay..

Ei seireng eraroi..

WAKHAL HONGLE

A decade old life out of Manipur- ehh???

It was 2001 when I first left Manipur for my further studies. From one Indian Border State- Sanaleibaak to another Indian border state- Gujarat and finally relocated to the capital city- its quite an experience for me sigh! It was one such winter when I resettled in Delhi- the capital city of India (or is it crime city?), hunting for a better career opportunity. Be it Ahmedabad or Delhi, the nostalgic feeling remains the same- nostalgia of staying far away from my family, my people, friends and what not. Sans any surprise factor, my confinement outside Manipur ‘as an exported Manipuri’ is now a decade old (eyes rolled in bewilderment). Here are few vivid experiences and observations I have made so far during the decade-

1. Home is where ‘Mummagi Maroi Nakupina Sok touba hawai is available’- Be it the scrumptious Dal Tadka or Dal Makhani, no Hawai thongba (dal curry) is comparable to Mumma’s Hawai Thongba. Prove me wrong anyone?

2. Yaoshang (Holi) fever always persists for five days- The JNU or DU ground thaabals cannot offbeat the essence of traditional yaoshang celebrations at Imphal Sehar. Those five continuous days of exclusive fun and food with friends and family. Can anyone offend me that ‘Delhi’s holi’ is better than Manipur’s?

3. Can electronic heaters ever contest Meifus during winter?- Come ingthamtha, the temperature dips down below 5 and its brrrrrr cold. And my mood swings to MMM errr Missing Mumma and Meifu :/. The so called electronic heaters and the uninterrupted power supply cannot replace the ‘meifus’ back at home. There is something about our traditional ‘Meifu’. Subhashchandra Bose Quoted ‘You give me your blood and I will give you independence’. I quote ‘Give me Meifu and Mumma during winter and I am poise to be the bestest girl under the sun’ LOL.


(asshhh the list is unending but am lazy enough to write all- see how a bad girl I am eww!! I know I know)

The Essence of the word-EMA

Just a three lettered word and yet so significantly meaningful- EMA-meaning mother/mom/mumma.

Hmm, the memory is vague enough but I still remember the phrase -EMA LAAKHINI-(anyone can acknowledge me whether it's a name of a movie or a play or a prose since I have lost track of the real context when I came across this phrase)Let me relate why I am mentioning the phrase today in my next blog related to the same.



Well, it's not mother's day but for me today seems to be the real MOTHER"S DAY. I miss her everyday but today I am missing her more than necessary (hehehe yabrane). Last night I saw her in my dreams. She always comes to my dreams whenever I am sick or stressed with hell lotcha works and would always fondle me lovingly in her affectionate ways. Gawd! She is my angel, my sweetheart. This Yaoshang during my home visit I will try to present my Mumma one of the best daughters residing on this blue planet------well tats none other than ME--lolazzzz. Well, I need to work out certain things about how I will make my Mumma proud of me and let me keep this back under privacy policies (ezzz yabrane).



Well, I recently watched a hindi movie---Dashvidaniya---the story of a dying man and how he tries to live the best moments of life before he dies. In that movie I came across a particular song --- Meri Maa Pyaari Maa Mumma--- Gawd! I love the song and tears rolled down my cheeks listening that song. Umm, well one more song which I would love to share is ‘Goodbye is the saddest word' -sung by Celine Dion. It's a wonderful song sung with a theme of a girl's life's journey.....the song reflects how a baby turns into a lady and finally gets wedded and all the while her mumma takes care of her..........such a heartfelt theme in fact hmm. Sharing the lyrics of the song here:




Mamma
You gave life to me
Turned a baby into a lady

Mamma
All you had to offer
Was the promise of a lifetime of love

Now I know
There is no other
Love like a mother's love for her child

And I know
A love so complete
Someday must leave
Must say goodbye

Goodbye's the saddest word I'll ever hear
Goodbye's the last time I will hold you near
Someday you'll say that word and I will cry
It'll break my heart to hear you say goodbye

Mamma
You gave love to me
Turned a young one into a woman

Mamma
All I ever needed
Was a guarantee of you loving me

'Cause I know
There is no other
Love like a mother's love for her child

And it hurts so
That something so strong
Someday will be gone, must say goodbye

Goodbye's the saddest word I'll ever hear
Goodbye's the last time I will hold you near
Someday you'll say that word and I will cry
It'll break my heart to hear you say goodbye

But the love you gave me will always live
You'll always be there every time I fall
You are to me the greatest love of all
You take my weakness and you make me strong
And I will always love you 'til forever comes

And when you need me
I'll be there for you always
I'll be there your whole life through
I'll be there this I promise you, Mamma

Mamma, I'll be
I'll be your beacon through the darkest nights
I'll be the wings that guide your broken flight
I'll be your shelter through the raging storm
And I will love you 'till forever comes

Goodbye's the saddest word I'll ever hear
Goodbye's the last time I will hold you near
Someday you'll say that word and I will cry
It'll break my heart to hear you say goodbye

'Till we meet again...
Until then...
Goodbye


Well, this one goes for my Mumma---I have hardly said I LOVE YOU to anyone (male/female) BUT I LOVE YOU MUMMA and you are all I have to hold on muaaah (sezz yabraney)