You Did Love Me

Every short text you sent

Every note you wrote to me

Every moment we spent

Those little things that made me see

The joy of being in love with thee

Had gone and passed

Like a gentle cold breeze in May

Which blows once in a while

To caress a farmer who works in his field

On a warm summer day.



That day we said goodbye

In my arms you lay

For a thousand times we kissed

For old times sake

Not a word to say

So you left without a word

But darling do remember

Once in your life

You did love me

And I loved you more.

(Friday, September 7, 2012 at 10:55am)

Something About Her

Without a smile

She gave me an eye

Six steps I took

And knelt on a knee

“Dance with me” said I

She leaned down and smiled

Whispered in a strange language

A language I didn’t understand

But I loved her anyway then

I loved her in any language

“Come again darling?” said I

So, again she whispered

“If you hold my hand,

I’ll hold your heart,

And if you kiss me;

I’ll keep you forever”

Without a pause nor a thought,

I held her hand and kissed her.

(Thursday, August 9, 2012 at 6:10pm)

A Game Of Shadows

I hear them whisper

“Look how death has plucked

His love and turned a young life

Into a shadow of sadness!”

But the sound of whispers disappear

As I walk along the corners

Of the street which

Once upon a time was our street.



Time after time your shadow appears

In my mind’s eyes

To remind me always

Of the game of shadows we played

Where you jumped and landed

Right on the shadow of my head

Is it too late now

To let you know

That you landed on my heart ?



You’d passed on

To another life; for another game of shadows

But, I wonder how you’d play

Cause your shadow remains

Here in my heart.



Worlds apart dreaming of you

Trying to catch the flashes of our lives

Is all I do when I’m alone

I’ll follow your shadow

Until loneliness and tears

Put me away to eternal sleep

Then I’ll awake!

To play a game of shadows

Forever with you.

(Tuesday, August 7, 2012 at 9:30pm)

Summer in a Bowl

A distant rumbling thunder

And the sound of your breathing,

Are all I could hear.

Asleep in my arms you lie,

In a small room near the market place,

A place where lovers hide.

As you lie here dreaming,

The smell of your hair,

‘Reminds me of us

Slipping away from a church,

On a warm summer afternoon;

The day we first kissed!’

‘Cause your hair today darling

Smells like summer in a bowl.

( Monday, August 6, 2012 at 11:55pm)

A Lady of Her Own

She curled her hair in her prime

A lady of her own

Curled up in bed all alone

Thoughts running through her minds

Dreaming for her prince charming

To come and rescue her

From her self inflicted loneliness

She longed not for a bed of roses

Nor a castle of her own

But for a lover-rescuer



I’d seen her once

On a windy day

Walking alone on a narrow path below my window

Her long curly hair blown all over

Then I’d wished

That I was the wind

To brush her long curly hair

With passion filled love

I’d bid farewell to this world in peace then

Knowing that I’d caressed her gentle being

Once in my lifetime.

(Sunday August 5 2012 7:05 pm)

An Evening With You

A lifetime with you

Will be too much to ask

Even angels will be surprised

At such a wild dream

So I dare not ask but instead

I prayed for an evening with you

Just one evening

On a hill where pine trees dance

To the rhythm of a gentle breeze

Where silence is broken by your laughter

And twilight brighten by your sweet smile

To sit beside you and gaze at

The most beautiful creation

Just for an evening

An evening worth of a lifetime.

(Friday August 3rd 2012)

just another flower....

Second October 2010

Been sometime since I last wrote here...today's a holiday. A day on which I could have got a longer sleep..However..nature called quite early in the morning and I couldn't sleep for long. So, had to get up early.

Had washed seven shirts and a pant in the morning..so..nothing much is left to be done..done what I had to do..now am ready to do what I want to do :) does that make sense?? yes, to you..:D

Puppies..

Naktukah an thla ka lo la ang a..ka post ang. Kan store room kilah Street Dog-in note a nei a. Pathum an nia. Pakhat a nu a nia, pahnih chu a pa an ni. An duhawm kher mai. Minute sawm panga dawn lai an bulah ka tal a. An mit a la keu lova..they sleep most of the time. They didnt mind me much holding them on my palm and caressing them; they just continue to sleep :)

Gotta Do What You Have To Do

Yeah..its an inspiration from the movie "The Debaters"..I like this line so much "You have to do what you have to do to be able to do what you want to do". Hop you know what it means..Good day to me.

Something bad..

Today is the birthday of Abhinav Behera, one of my students. I remember him planning to give us a blast, but things did not turn out very well for him. His parents are staying in China..his grandparents met an accident on their way to visit him. We heard that they were bringing the birthday cake and other gifts, but, the grandparents ended up in ICU..and neither the cake nor the gifts made it here. So..I borrowed one of our drivers motor-bike and took him out for a dinner. I tried my best to cheer him up..didn't work out very well but..something is better than nothing..Hope the grandparents make it through their sufferings..

NOISE....NOTHING

Noise proves nothing. Often a hen who has merely laid an egg cackles as if she laid an asteroid. -Mark Twain

Reminds me of those days when we would run back from school and watch the hen lay eggs..I just can't remember how life suddenly became so complex..no time to stand and stare..yeah, someone said that many decades ago. Since then, life, instead of becoming easier and simpler keeps on gaining more complexities..As human beings came to learn more and more about life on earth..we seem to move no closer to understanding the complexities of the same. Maybe, its not for us to understand but to live each day, giving our best and enjoy every moment.

But, enjoyment often comes after sadness or sorrows..sad..ain't it?

On Teacher's Day

When I look back at my school days, I can't help wondering what our teachers used to do in the class. Some would just come in to tell us to read and then fall asleep, only to wake up when the bell goes 'blang' with our chowkidar hitting the same with all his muscular arm. Well I never wanted to be like them. They were never my role models. I remember wanting to become a Police officer, roaming around with a strong stick, with pistol hanging tightly around their belt! Yeah, it was easy to have such dreams in those days, when you switched on television and saw Dharmendra and Vinod Khanna roaming around as Police officers, fighting the bandits..they looked so cool! So, if you were a boy, growing up with those movies and wanted to become a teacher..people would say you were nuts! Time passed or let's just say I grew up and became a teacher. Yes, I know. It was never my dream to become a teacher. But, sometimes dreams just vaporised with the ever rising temperature..lol. As a teacher, there are so many things I would like to write on this particular day..my secrets :) but, I gotta do my lesson plan and I dont have enough time right now..so..Happy Teacher's Day to all the teachers in the world...remember, we touch lives..we are creating better world citizens..we are the best!

North East Christian Fellowship, Bhubaneswar

Nia..hmanah ka hming ka pe ve a. Kumhnih chhungin a vawithumna atan ka va inkhawm a. Lunch an buatsaih a..kelsa, sangha, thil uih deuh deuh etc.. Naga ho an ni tlangpui a. Mizo chu kei leh ka nau kan ni. Manipuri pakhat a awm a. Khasi pali. A nuam ve tho mai. Mahse, introduction neih hunah khan Pu Yanger (ani hi Naga a nia..an nupa-in IFS an ni) khan, "James-a hi kan member ni mah se, a lo lang khat deuh a. Introduction nei leh se" min tia...lolz..inkhawm thatchhe lawmman ang reng deuh ka dawng. Huiss..got lots to do...my birthday's coming up next week..

Back to ZORO (ZO INPUI?)

It has been a busy week, with a hectic schedule. A friend is down with leukemia, another is getting marriage, yet another is busy with building a house...life !
Thawhtan ni khan Zo Inpui chu hawn a ni a. An thil duh ber leh an tum ber ni-a an General Secretary-in a sawi chu "kan hnam nun ze mawi leh chanvo te, kum 2007-a UNO thupuan dungzuia chawisan leh neih zui zel a ni,". Its vague and I couldn't quite see how they are ever gonna do this. Hei hi an vision a ni mai thei a..eng nge an mission chu ni ta ang le? Engtiang chiaha he an thil tum ber hi tihhlawhtlin beisei nge an nih tih hi hriat a chakawm khawp mai.
Tawng khat kan hman theih hma hi chu kei mimal hi chuan tuna kan inpumkhatdan ai baka inpumkhat lehzual theih hi ka beisei si lo.

Finally...

Yeah..on this day..3rd September..am back as a regular blogger..to hell with those who blocked my blog! I had to change the url of my blog.. Zanin chu mut a chhuak chiah lo.Chat ngat ngat mai teh ang :D

Going Home...

I find it hard to believe that the day has actually turned out for me to go home..kinda sound unreal...the enthusiasm has almost died down... Got hundreds of things to do...the list of things that I would like to do in 'ten days holiday' seems to be unending..gosh ! am I exciting!!!?? Today we had annual day celebration ( an evening program)..it was one of the most grand(est) ever Annual Day Celebration I have ever attended and be a part of it !! Many thoughts crossed my minds..yeah, I remember reminiscing about our school days where the annual day used to be a sport day which would end with certificate distribution..the good part was that we never complaint about it as we didn't have any ideas how students in other part of this same earth celebrate their Annual Day ! Today, the stage looked awesome ! It was fit for Femina Miss India Contest..and our tiny tots..how well did they perform ! Wish I was young again and get this kind of opportunity to study in a school like ours...must be great being a student..

Nothing much...

Exactly 8 days to go before I go home for Christmas..Bhubaneswar winter is not cold at all and we dont get chance to wear sweaters nor jackets..couldn't look famous :D Zan lamah hian tihtur a vang thei khawp mai..hna thawh tur chu a awm a. Planning eng eng emaw khawih ngai a awm a, mahse, ka khawih peih chiah bawk si lova. Haw ka chak ve ang reng a, chuti em emin ka chak lo bawk a. Nikum ang em kha chuan ka phur lo niin ka hria.. Vawiin lam chu TOK chungchangah meeting kan nei a.. Pune atangin Mr Tiwari a rawn kal a. Kan inkawm a, a fel kher mai. Vai smart hi chu smart tak an ni. Mizo smart hi eng nge an an ang ? Hnam upa deuh zawk na na na chuan sawi awm tawk leh nuihdan tawk thleng hian an thiam zawk emaw ni le tihtur a ni..a smart-a te hi chu...Mut a chhuak deuh ruih a..mit pawh a thip deuh..ka la mu peih chiah bawk si lova..peih lo chung chungin blog hi ka update mai mai a..nakinah..ka la chhiar leh deuh takin tih thu mai mai..mi blog chhiar peih ber, mizo zingah chuan Kima a niin ka ring a..ani hian a lo chhiar leh mai thei..mi mak tak a ni Kima hi.. :D Kima is a strange man..strange in a positive way..

27th October

Thil ka han ziak mai dawn a, mahse, vawiin hi ni engzat nge a nih reng ka hre chhuak zo lova. Calendar han en mai tur a awm lova, phone leh computer lama mi lah ka check kual vel peih hek lo. Nimin kha 26th Oct niin ka hria a, ka lo hresual leh pek a nih pawhin eng pawi mah a thlen phah em lovang chu. Zingah khan kan Campus kianga Surya Dawr-ah thingpui inin ka chhuak a. Tukin chu nimin tuk ai mah khan a vawt zawk tawh a, boruak a thiang a, a nuam kher mai. Thlasik boruak thiang tak mai han hip vang vang hi chu ngaih te hi a tha veng veng mai a..dam man a awm hliah hliah mai a ni. Book Translation hi 30th September khan ka zo va,hei October thla a ral leh hnu thleng pawhin duh thu a la sam hlei thei lo a nih hi...loks..chawngzawng ka room-ah an lo lut..

Mom's Death Anniversary

Today's the eleventh anniversary of Mom's death. I miss her so much. Sometimes, I dont think I would ever be whole again, without her around... Listen, I tell you a mystery: We shall not all sleep, but we will be changed- in a flash, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound, the death will be raised imperishable, and we will be changed. For the perishable must clothe itself with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality. When the perishable has been clothed with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality, then the saying that is written will come true : " Death has been swallowed up in victory" "Where, O death, is your victory ? Where, O death, is your sting ?