• Creative Nonfiction

    How I wrote my Resume

    It was four in the morning and I went to the loo to download. That is the new word by the way. After 100% was achieved, I came back to bed but couldn’t get on it as my son had turned direction. He was lying parallel to the bed like an equal sign (=) when I left. But on my return, I found him lying perpendicular to the bed like a plus sign (+). There was no space for me and I was left with two options: Turn him and get on the bed This seemed like the natural thing to do. It was four plus something in the morning…

  • Gardening,  Lifestyle

    Persimmon cultivation in Nagaland

    Persimmon cultivation in Nagaland is about 15 years old. It is mainly grown in Pfutsero area. The popularity of the fruit is growing. Not well known A wedding on 16th October 2018 at Kohima must be the first time in Nagaland when persimmon was served as the main fruit item. Guests were curious and asked the name of the fruit and where it came from. This shows that the fruit is new in Nagaland and people are unaware that it is grown locally. China, Japan, and Korea have been cultivating the fruit since prehistoric times. The fruit was introduced in India by Europeans in Kullu valley, Himachal Pradesh in 1921.…

  • Am I sociable?
    Reflection

    Am I sociable?

    Am I a sociable person or not? I am not sure about myself. There seems to be two sides of me. I am a nervous wreck in certain social circles. Some examples are meeting relatives of in-laws or friends of friends during special occasions like weddings and jubilee celebrations. I end up speaking incomplete sentences and making a fool of myself. I just want to stay locked in my room and not meet people. I was a steward in the church and sucked at it. Forget about finding seats for people, it was an achievement to find my own seat. Some people are just born to be stewards. With a…

  • Creative Nonfiction

    Construct and Demolish

    Have you ever met someone who constructs an image of you and demolish it? You protest that the image doesn’t correctly represent you. But you didn’t construct it and you can’t do anything about it. In a debate, your argument is constructed and demolished. You protest that your argument is different, that what you meant is not similar to what is being constructed. The moment you open your mouth, you are put into categories and labels are stuck on your forehead. Or even if you don’t open your mouth, just one look and they can assume your political leaning, your religious affiliation, your view on gender, and your dietary preferences.…

  • Creative Nonfiction

    Green Reminders

    Today, I visited Pungro Community Health Centre where I worked briefly 8 years back. Pungro is the last town in the Myanmar border, en route to Mount Saramati which is the highest peak in Nagaland. As we were about to leave, the nurse who has been there all these years pointed to a lucky bamboo plant in the nurses duty room and said, ‘This is your plant, and we have been keeping it in your memory’. That plant was with me from my undergraduate days in Imphal, Manipur around 15 years back. I had forgotten about it. I planted trees and flowers in the health centre compound but all had…

  • Reflection

    One moment away

    No matter where we are or how we live, we all are always just one moment away from walking over the edge We drove past an ambulance, then a deserted accident site where we saw the damaged vehicle. It didn’t feel personal until I heard that the person who died in the accident was the father of a young man who lives in a flat in the same house as us. Moments earlier, there was a photo of the accident circulated in social media, then a query in another group for confirmation of news of the accident. It came together later that we passed by the spot where a parent…

  • Reflection

    ‘Dr.’ on sale

    The craze for ‘Dr.’ is a result of the social status and prestige that is associated with the title….A name prefix does not truly qualify a person. Ultimately, respect has to be earned by the quality of one’s work What I’m about to say will make some people unhappy. But it is something which needs to be said. It is nothing new but those who are aware are not very vocal about it. If I say that what I am about to say is nothing personal, I’d be partially lying. I speak from the view point of highlighting a general pattern, but specific encounters influence the viewpoint I hold. I…

  • Creative Nonfiction

    Snake in the monkey’s shadow etc.

    Some things catch you by surprise – like a movie name, a music band name, or a song title – and they stick. That stickiness factor… Snake in the monkey’s shadow Those were the heydays of kungfu when no pain was felt. There was no tapping on digital screens; it was about punching banana trees. “Master, teach me kungfu” There were no youtube tutorials but kungfu was learned from slightly eccentric masters and by closely observing how animals fight: snakes, monkeys, praying mantis, and cats. Snake in the monkey’s shadow was a movie which represented the mood of the time. Bruce Lee shoes, self-made nunchaku, and you are ready to…

  • Creative Nonfiction,  Reflection

    The future of music

    The type of music which people want to hear can be manufactured with the right mathematical algorithms Music will not fade. Music stars will live on. But musicians will wither away. That is the future of music for you my friend. Let me explain. Music will go on. People will continue to have their fix of the all familiar tune and lyrics. Marketability of the music will determine the production (not composition) and therefore, there won’t be much wandering from the known path. If need be, shit talking in between the songs may remain for a while. The themes will be the recognizable ones, like ‘occurrences of the previous night’,…

  • Reflection

    The anguish of not being able to speak well

    People mistakenly invite me to speak when they come to find that I write. But I don’t remember a single occasion when I spoke well. I do have those moments when I thought I did well. But when I ask for honest reviews, I have not had a ‘great’ review till date. At best, they say the content was good. The height of my problem was exemplified yesterday when I read Bible during Sunday morning worship service. I thought I did a decent job and people told me after service that I read well. What is there in reading a text? But later when I asked my wife how it…