Wednesday, August 24, 2016

Life Will Move On But …!!!

I felt nothing at the moment when the news broke out about your alleged suicide. Later I was angry because you took such an extreme step. On second day I felt bad and low;not for you; but for the ones you left behind, Your Children! I know how it feels to be left behind all of a sudden.
People will forget you soon. It’s the truth! You will be replaced by somebody as humans got the short memory. At the same time life will move on. It has to!
Your life story says you were strong, your leadership showed you were capable. You could well gel up and connect with any person you met.  You were loved equally by all. You started to inspire them to dream.Your life itself was an inspiration to millions heart. You were truly People’s Chief Minister!
Such act, they say, is an act of a coward but somewhere I don’t agree. It takes hell of courage to take one’s own life. Yet I don’t support the act.
You had been a parent less and an orphan. You knew what a life of an orphan is. You knew everything!Your parents must have not wanted you to be an orphan. They must have died due to some illness or may be due to lack of timely medical treatment. You became a fatherless and orphan which was not in your hand.
But what did you do to your children? Ironically, you decided making them fatherless; which they never deserve. It’s an injustice to their life.They are too small to understand the complexities of life; way of the world. Had you died in an accident or after prolong illness, matter would have been different! Children you left behind will never be able to come with term of your act. The scar you engraved in their hearts will never heal. At personal level you put a void in your children’s hearts and life. At the same time you have orphaned the entire community of yours too.
Life will be same for us after sometime. You will be forgotten for sure. You were  strong, you were  intelligent, you  were humane,  you  were inspiring but unfortunately you were  indecisive  in the last moment of your life making your  innocent  children fatherless.

They say you were in grip of excessive depression. Everyone would have gone through the same phase in such situation. Know knot what was going through in your mind and what compelled you to say quit. May be no one understood you. You quit but at the same time you took away something from everyone’s life. You took away ray of hope from them. You took away little bit of their dream from them!
N:B- I wrote this piece on August 10, 2016

Monday, July 11, 2016

“Will Spring Bloom Again?” : A Review


It is really encouraging to see more local English writers coming up trying their hands in writing- be it prose or poetry. In recent past, poetess Subi Taba created impressive ripples in the field of Poetry with her Anthology- “The Bohemian Man.”

Gyati TM Ampi is now been added to this small local writers' galaxy, who has come up with her interesting novella:-“Will Spring Bloom Again?”

“Will Spring Bloom Again?” is a love story of a college going girl from Itanagar hailing from Ziro who is enveloped in her own  troubled past and keeps revisiting her  haunting past memory lane that troubles her more. The book will surely be popular among the girls.

Written in Stream of Consciousness   and  Confessional style, in simple, the book is all about true friendship, love, supportive parents and finally facing the truth and moving on come what may in your life. It’s all about realizing and deciding to shed off one’s haunting past for better new beginning.
THE BOOK

The beauty of the book lies in the use of poetic language. The natural beauty of Ziro valley has been beautifully depicted by Ampi. Those who have been to Ziro valley will surely visualize valley’s picturesque captivating beauty.

Here are excerpts from the novella:-
“But again she knew he was too busy in his world. A world created by Ben himself filled with friends, football, partying etc.”

“I knew winter was knocking at the door while autumn was silently waving off the leaves.”

“Every step dusted little of the old memories.”

Use of words like Ane, Aba, Pikey, Unga add beauty giving local flavor to the novella.
THE EXCERPT

In spite of story and theme being simple without any layers, it does not fail to grab readers’ attention. The readers will enjoy reading this 76-page book and will finish in a single go.

I, as a reader, wish the writer would have included some humorous incident too! Love affairs between Ame and Melyang could have been stretched a bit longer.

Published in 2016 by Patridge publication house, the book costs 250 rupees which, personally feel, is costly. Hope the writer   will reduce the price in her next edition.

However, the novella should not be compared with those of celebrated writers’ work as the book is not without any fault. Readers will come through few grammatical errors that can be overlooked as the theme, meaning and the content don’t get hampered. In spite of those errors it would be encouraging to motivate the writer to come up with project even better than “Will Spring Bloom Again?”
THE AUTHOR
Finally-
“If winter comes
Will spring be far behind?” is my reply to “Will Spring Bloom Again?”

P.S: Image Courtesy Facebook


Wednesday, September 23, 2015

Tryst with Asia’s Cleanest Village

Mawlynnong 
Would not it be a proud moment for anyone to be in a village that is no only beautiful   but the cleanest in Asia? Mawlynnong in East Kahsi Hill district, Meghalaya  has earned this reputation being the cleanest village not only India but in entire Asia in 2003 and  continues   to be the one. the  village is well connected  by  smooth  road.   This  place is around 90 km away from Meghlaya's  beautiful capital Shillong.
Way  To Mawlynnong
Once you reach the  village, you are under the  spell of the   word cleanest and  become extremely conscious not to  dirty it intentionally or unintentionally.

Hard working and welcoming people, women in Khasi traditional dress and beautiful place,  also known as God's own Garden immediately impresses by its beauty and   cleanliness. Well  maintained  cemented pathways leading to one house to another make any visitor what if my  village was like this; cleanest and beautiful! refreshing green plants both   flowering and  non-flowering and  eyes pleasing  creepers on wither sides of the path adds an extra beauty  to the  village.

Proud villagers are  still sticking staying in traditional houses. they  are not yet ready to replace their conventional houses with modern cemented and concrete ones. Though every household is provided electricity facilities but the villagers have also started  using  solar power.  Many solar light poles are erected  along the the pathways to  light the street  during the night.

Helpful  and friendly villagers,  always  willing  to help the  visitor is an example how responsible hosts they are. most  of them  speak   English language as the  village is   100 percent literate. Besides this, they  also  speak  Khasi Language and broken Hindi.
Bamboo Sky Walk

Bamboo Skywalk
One's curiosity and happiness inside the cleanest village in Asia does not  end  here. Beside enjoying in and around the village, one must  not miss the experience of  sky walk constructed using local bamboo and ropes which is erected around 100 feet above the ground. the  sky walk excitement does not even come any closer to tower houses of the cities and towns. 
The panoramic view of the place leave the visitors stunned for seconds.  
Vista of pure and  unpolluted thick green clean  village untouched by the disturbances of the urban metropolis blended with peaceful and tranquil environment makes one calm and relaxed. another  distinct  feature of this sky walk is view of clear plains of the neighbouring country BanBladesh. one can use binocular to bring the country's plains  closer.

Tired and hungry of rounding up the village, stop  for delicious  food served in a small but hygienic  thatched hotel. it serves both vegetarian and non-vegetarians food at reasonable price. Your taste buds surely miss and crave delicacies once you reach back home.

Once Mawlynnong, don't  miss to see balancing rock-a  nature's  strange wonder. One wonders  how a small  stone endures weight  of huge rock- a huge  rock is miraculously resting upon  a small stone. 
Balancing Rocks
Riwai and Nohwet
Visit neighbouring village-Riwai. Riwai village boasts of having Living Roots Bridge. Thousands  of tourists from  across the world visit the bridge every year. it is surprise to see villager's creativity to  connect the villages using tree roots. It is believed that the villagers intertwined tree  roots growing on  either sides of a small river and  allowed to grow further which in passing of time turned to a beautiful Living Roots Bridge.  The  soothing  ambiance of the river flowing under the bridge with chirping of  birds everywhere periodically disturbed by visitors is relaxing. Everyday more than 200  tourist come to this place and is one of  the  sources of earning.
Living Roots Bridge
The bridge connects Nohwet village to other end but one has  to  climb few steps up which the tourist mostly miss to see because they immediately return after being  here for sometime clicking few photos, recording videos without having any idea that  there lies another beautiful village beyond the bridge.

Bamboo sky walk here is the most thrilling. one gets  an impression as if  he/she is hung between the earth and sky in the middle of the valley.  From here one can see better view of parts of majestic Meghalaya and panoramic view of Bangladesh plains. Little swaying of the structure while on sky walk might be a bit  scary and frightening to many but the thrill  of this unusual walk is priceless.  

Along the Clouds
It is not the  destination but the journey that matters is apt to journey to Mawlynnong. While on the way to Mawlynnong and  returning, there are  chances of getting  an opportunity to face thick moving  cloud all around in the middle of the journey  hypnotizing and tempting to jump over those moving  cloud makes one realise why the  state is called Meghalaya- the abode of  clouds. However, the driver has to remain alert all the time due to  thick foggy road.
View of  River that Flows Under the Living Root Bridge
Finally, just plan and visit the place and come back with pleasant memories of a tryst with an enchanting journey you made along the cloudy  road to cherish for forever!

Saturday, September 19, 2015

The Black Hill: A Review

The Black Hill, a novel by Arunachal Pradesh's noted author Mamang Dai, is another must read. Unlike her previous novels, The Black Hill is juxtaposition of the recorded documents of Jesuit priest’s visit to Tibet blended with imagined invented story. It takes the readers back to mid-nineteenth century when the British had started gradual entry into the tribal’s hills territory; the present day Arunachal Pradesh and Assam and its consequences.

It is a story of a daring Abor girl, Gimur; a brave Mishmee man Kajinsha; a French Jesuit priest Father Nicolas Krick and their dreams, their aspirations and the tragedy that follows. It is a story how Krick’s entry into tribal territory affects and what were its consequences. Though it’s a story of a man, a woman and the priest but it also deals with:
True love. Gimur falls in love with Kajinsha hailing from Mishmi Hills of Dau Valley near Tibet border. In spite of belonging from different tribal communities they decide to live together. Gimur leaves her native place to spend rest of her life with Kajinsha whom she loves more than life and god. Both endured the difficulties and troubles together crossing many streams, rivers, hills and mountains and their fate unfolds as the story progresses.

Missionary. This has been illustrated through Father Nicolas Krick’s sole aim to reach Tibet and start a mission there. He was willing to sacrifice everything to accomplish it. In spite of being cautioned, he treks the difficult and deadly route to reach Tibet. He reasons: “I come with no soldiers, no guns. I am alone.  My wish is to travel to Tibet. I will not disturb anyone on the way. I only seek passage through the territory of the Mishmee chiefs.” His presence creates misunderstandings among the natives. Bonding between Kajinsha and Krick, though silent, was very strong.  

The novel also thoroughly deals with how coming of outsiders create an unprecedented tension and restlessness among the natives. This is illustrated through Gimur’s thought: Wherever the migluns-the British  go they bring death and outrage. It justifies her extreme fear, doubt and confusion. “They are armed with an evil wind that starts blowing the moment they set foot anywhere.” Migluns are too determined to give up their plan and it is illustrated though Moi’s words when she says, “They are very clever people, when they want   something they will never leave until they get it. Mark my words I know them.”  Sometimes the novel also reminds the readers of Chinua Achebe’s Things fall Apart. There is some parallel connection between The Black Hill and Things Fall Apart. 


Tribal custom, rituals and superstitious beliefs are appropriately described in the novel. It also explains what happens if their tradition, custom and their superstitious beliefs are disturbed. 
Kajinsha never opposes Krick visits Tibet with an aim to start a mission there. He was for religious harmony.  Kajinsha says, “I believe in life. There may be a chief God, yes but it is better to be friends with all gods. I do not pray like you everyday. But we honour our gods when the kambring tells us. At other time we live. We have a life and our lives are also ruled by gods.”

Treachery, greed and deceit :
The tragedy would have been averted had there been trust, understanding and honesty among the different community and clans. Marpa was cunning and never trusted Kajinsha. Lamet was mean, greedy with grudges against Kajinsha and his clan. He betrays Kajinsha and helps the British arresting him accused of murdering Krick.

Love for land gets an ample space in The Black Hill. Love for land and its importance is frequently illustrated many times. 

For example, the shaman said: “The land belongs to us. It is the soul of our ancestors. Where would we be, what would we   do, without this land?” Kajinsha says: “We read land. Land is our book.

True Friendship and trust is portrayed through minor characters. Though Kajinsha’s own community from different clan has some grudges against him but he has good friends in Chowsa and Zhumsa. They were always with him during the time of his thick and thin. In the earlier days too they were together during hard times. Yong, Lendem, Lasong were all honest which is an evidence of hill people’s true friendship and trust.

Status of women in the past is another theme of the novel. Not only in tribal society but the European women also did not enjoy high status during those time. It is evident when it is said: “Among the migluns too, a woman’s name is forgotten so soon.” 
Written in a beautiful poetic language, the novel will certainly leave an impression upon readers’ minds. The author has used a lot of vernacular words ( Adi and Mishmi) with their meanings and  such use of words has added an extra beauty  to the novel.  Sometime the novel creates some kind of fear and suspense.  And other time they are mesmerized by the beautiful description of pristine   natural beauty of the hills. Though The Black Hill is a juxtaposition of recorded history blended with imagined invented story but, as it says in the prologue, the readers can decide whether this story be true or not. The reader can decide whether to believe, or not. But the narrator believed is that after everything is laid to rest, all that matter is love; and that memory gives life, and life never ends.

Published by  by Aleph Book Company, the novel was released in 2014. This 294-page novel book costly  only Rs 395 and is an interesting reading.




Saturday, August 8, 2015

I Don't KNow !!!

If I don’t write right now; I will never be able to write it again in my life. Some moments in life can only be kept inside human’s heart. They cannot be revealed or shown. Such is the condition of Life. In fact, ‘Such is Life’! In one’s life, some people come and go but they remain inside your heart as if they are part of your life or they become part of your life. They cannot be separated from your life.


Let me confess and accept it. No matter what, no matter where you will be, you will always be a part of my life. But not the way you wanted to be. I cannot be your love. I might be your first love but I know; I cannot be your last love! You have to move on.

Whenever my life will be mentioned, they might not take or mention your name along with my name but I know you are part of my life. Never expected that such moment will come in my life when I am unable to decide what to do or what not to do.

But the Truth must be told! I never got even an iota of hint that you loved me!
I never loved you the way you wanted and you knew it from the very beginning yet you never stopped loving me.I know it from the core of my heart.

After you expressed your love; whenever you were nearby me,I felt awkward. I was not comfortable to be around you because you could never get what you really wanted from me, LOVE! And you knew the truth. 

I never wanted to express fake love just to make you happy by accepting your proposal and I never feigned either.  You knew about it. I am lucky to got an unconditional love from you. But I could not reciprocate the same.


Sometime if you tell the truth, it hurts the most. But if I had faked, it would have hurt you more. So I decided to hurt you by telling you the truth than making you happy with my lies. I know, you were hurt and upset when I told you the truth.

How could I accept the love from someone whom I never loved! How could I accept the love from someone for whom I never had that feeling for you. Yes, we really were good friends! And friends do change. We will be changed. I don't want to predict what kind of change that would be.


Honestly, I did not want to sound filmy saying we will always be friends. I don't know what name would be given to this relationship of ours in future but yes I will be there for you; always and forever, know not in what way.

I don't know what kind of relationship that would be. I don't know if you be happy without me. I don't know if Life be the same for you without me. I don't know if life be going on without me!  I don’t know!!

Life Must Go On !!!!!

Friday, August 7, 2015

Songs that are Close To MY Heart !!!


Sans MUSIC, the world is dead and lifeless. Imagine Life devoid of music! Music needs no language. Its language is universal! Music makes you feel, makes you sensible, understanding and sometime makes you cry too. And the truth is that no one on this earth dislikes music though they may disliking for particular music or genre but no human has a complete  disliking for music.
There are songs that touch our hearts and souls. There are songs that make us happy and sad. And there still are few songs that make us smile and cry!  And there are songs that are reminiscent of something or completely related to our actual life. Everyone has love and liking for particular song or songs, reasons may differ! Some go for words, some for meaning and some for their tunes. But at least, few songs are close, very close to our heart! Such is the power and impact of music.
Bheed Ke Beech Akela !
Here are few songs which are close to my heart. Every song is related to my life, my world, and my ups and down. These songs sometime make me low. These are the same songs that inspire me to go stand up for my cause. Their meaning is unfathomable for me. Sometime I miss to understand the actual meaning of the songs. Sometime I analyze them according to my life’s situation.
Rishtey Nayey Samjhaye

I am dedicating these songs to someone special who was, is and will always be close to my Life till by last breath.

Phoolon Ke Rang  Sey Dil Ki:
Chota Safar HO Lamba Safar ho
Sooni Dagar  Ho Ya mela………………
Yaad tu Aaye Mann Ho Jaye…………
Bheed ke Beech  Akela……………………

Tujhse Naaraz nahi Zingagee
Zindagee Tere………………………
Ghum Ney Humein…………………
Rishtey  Naye Samjhaye 

Mein Jahan Rahoon
Mein Jahan Rahoon Mein Kahin Bhi Hoon
Teri Yaad Saath Hai 
Kisi Sey Kahun Ya Nahin Kahun 
Yeh Jo Dil KI Baat Hai
Kahin Toh Dil Mein Yaadon Ki
Ek Suli Gad Jaati Hai
Kahin Har Ek Tasveer Bahut Hi Dhundli Pad Jati Hai
Koi Nai Duniya Ke Rangon Mein Khush Rehta Hai
Koi Sab Kuch Paake BHi Yeh Mann Hi Mann Kehta Hai

Lag Ja Galey
Humko Mili Hai AAj Ye Ghadiyan Nasib Sey
Ji Bhar Ke Dekh Lijiye Humko Qarib Sey
Phir Aap Ke Nasib Mein Ye Baat Ho Na Ho
Phir Is Janam Mein MUlakaat Ho Na HO 
Lag Ja Galey Ki Phir Yeh Hasin Raat Ho Na Ho 

Bin Tere Bin Tere( Reprise Version)
Teri Nigahon KE Teri Hi Raahon Ke
Kareeb Sey Gayee Zindagee
Tujhe Kyun Dekha Na Tujhe Kyun Jaana Na
Shikayatein Karun Ya Nahi
Bin Tere Bin Tere Bin Tere
Koi Khalish Hai Hawaon Mein
Bin Tere...............
Kahin Ek Tasveer Dhundhali Pad Jaati Hai ....
And the most special song that depicts the pain, the beauty and the reality (for me) is:

“Zindagi ke Safar Mein Gujar Jaatein Hain Jo Makaam Woh Feer Nahi Aate”.
Patjhad Main Jo Phool Murjha Jaate Hain
Woh Baharon Ke Aane Se Khiltey Nahi
Kuch Log Ek Roz Bichad Jaatey Hain
Woh Hazaaron Ke Aane Sey Miltey Nahin
Umr Bhar Chahe Koi Pukara Kare Unka Naam
Woh Phir Nahin Aate,Woh Phir Nahin Aate

I cried when I listened to it carefully for the first time while sitting beside my sick mother admitted at Hospital in Dibrugarh. 
These songs are my homage and my dedication to her who is not with me anymore. But these songs will always inspire me, motivate me as you used to when you were alive!
Koi Khalish Hai Hawaon Mein Bin Tere !!!!
Finally,Keep humming your favorite songs and sing them often even if you have Zero singing talent. Or else keep listening to your favorite numbers. Always be happy and make others happy.
Woh Hazaron Ke Aane  SeyMiltey Nahi...
 P.S: (Wrote this piece on June 21, 2014)

‘Dear Bohemian Man’: Simply Contemporary, Entertaining and Inspiring !!!


Talk poetry in Arunachal Pradesh; the only name that pop up among the poetry lovers might be Mamang Dai. Her River poems have really impressed many. However, state’s another budding poetess Subi Taba, is gradually making her presence felt with her newly launched anthology of poetry: ‘Dear Bohemian Man’.

It’s an anthology of 30 poems divided into two parts; Days and Nights with 15 poems each. Entire poems are all about love, of pain and happiness; of closeness and separation; of longing and desires.

Subi’s poetry can be categorized as confessional with touch of autobiographical elements. Use of simple language and heard phrases add charm to this anthology. The elements of mysticism, symbolism, pessimistic, optimistic are apparent; the entire poems are in blank verse. Though not as strong, profound and intense as Dai’s poetry but they are entertaining, impressive and pleasant reading.

In entire poems, readers find the speaker oscillating between the moments of pain and happiness. She yearns and longs something. Is that love or closeness of her lover? Readers may decide  better.  Though, personal and confessional, Subi’s poetry is contemporary. Sometime they describe about readers’ life and their situation.
In the end what remains is; readers are engulfed inside an envelope of love (both sadness and happiness).  Sometimes her pain is so intense that even the readers feel her misery and grief.

‘Dear Bohemian Man’ is indeed one of the most beautiful and the best poems where the speaker travels almost an entire planet within a short period taking the readers along including Darjeeling, the Great Wall of China, Greek, Indonesia, New York, and London that can be compared with Dr Bhupen Hazarika’s popular song of “Moi Eti Jajabor” (Assamese), “Ami Ek Jajabor”(Bengali) and “Haan  Aawara Hoon”( Hindi). 
Image Courtesy: Google
Here are few observations  I found while going through 'Dear Bohemian Man':

Some parts of ‘I Miss You’ remind ‘My Mother at Sixty Six’ by a reputed poetess Kamala Das.   ‘The Crying Girl’ talks about love, pain and happiness.  Stone, the shortest of all not even the complete sentence expresses about speaker’s pain and grief. But it’s entertaining, interesting and inspiring.  

'Dear Life' is so scientific when the speaker says:
They go hand in hand like Siamese twins
and there is no departure;  which is par  excellence to a metaphysical poem  Valediction by John  Donne when he  compares  his love with  a compass:
As stiff twin compasses are two;
Thy soul the fixed foot, make no show
To move, but doth, if others do.

Nights poems are mostly sad and upsetting but our sweetest songs are those tell of the saddest thoughts.  North Face is mysterious that one wonders if the speaker was in love with someone belonging from North India. ‘Sometimes’ is full of similes; beautiful yet painful: Last memory of a smile in the dead eyes.

Nights poems ‘Afterwards’ has perfectly balanced the Days poems 'Stone' which is similar to William Blake’s poems Songs of Innocence and Songs of Experience.  Both ‘Stone’ and ‘Afterwards’ are short beautiful short poems.

Seven Years of Him is captivating and scintillating. An element of curiosity is maintained in the poem. Though bit symbolic and mysterious but amusing. When the speaker says: Running with Colours in His hands (Does that talk about modern day tattoos in his hand or the colours of Holi, the festival of the Hindus?).
Proper growth and development is established. Indeed it is one of the best poems in the anthology that will bring smiles on reader’s face.
 “I said I wanted my boy to wear blue
But before we could start a new conversation
It was time to leave, but he asked me: can I see you again?
I smiled and said yes.
That evening he was wearing blue.”

Released in 2015, published by Notion Press, ‘Dear Bohemian Man’ will create a place for Subi Taba among the state’s bright poetesses. The book costs only Rs 150. Finally, Dear Bohemian Man will not disappoint you if thinking of buying it.