Saturday, March 23, 2013
Saturday, October 02, 2010
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
Friday, September 17, 2010
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 :)
Monday, September 13, 2010
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.
Wednesday, September 08, 2010
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..
Tuesday, September 07, 2010
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?Sunday, September 05, 2010
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..
Saturday, September 04, 2010
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.
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.
Friday, September 03, 2010
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
Sunday, December 20, 2009
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..
Saturday, December 12, 2009
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..
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
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..
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
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 ?
Friday, May 29, 2009
Pain
We go out in the street and meet beggars who can not have a square meal daily. We hear about our friends and loved ones - down with cancer, hepatitis or aids. And when we turned on the TV and radios, what we see and hear in the news are mainly about sufferings, accidents, bomb blasts, hurricanes and other disasters. Pain pain pain..will it ever stop ? A mother died and she happened to be a 'single parent'..a child died and he happened to be the only son of an elderly couple..what do all these meant ? Are they teaching us lessons ? Where is God when we cry ?? When we are in pain, we asked "why ?" but, God is always silent about pain..Does God feel our pain ?
I think God does feel when we are in pain. Yes, he did cry when Lazarus died, didn't he ? Oh yes, he felt ! He cried in the Gesemani..and ASKED GOD THE FATHER to take away the cup..yes, he was in pain. He was in pain because of our sins. Right ? Say yes. Then when we are in pain, when we suffer, do we suffer from sicknesses because we did something wrong ? Is 'pain' a punishment from God ?
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Summer Vacation
Yes, summer vacation is here. Unlike its cousin sister- winter vacation, it does not have any charms as the ever rising mercury still decided to shoot up. The mind's blank..the thoughts ain't deep..yeah, pretty shallow..huiham..this is a part of the year and this is a part of our life..
Life's short..Got so many things to do while I stay here in this world..but, by the end of the day I always end up doing nothing much...
Hmm,let summer pass..
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Don't Cry
Looking at the lifeless body lying next to him, his memory flashed back at the past. The first time they met and the night she told him that she would love him till she dies. The completeness he felt when he was with her, the beautiful smiles filled with love and dedication, the sounds of her laughter were the most beautiful music to his ears. He remembered the way he felt when he held her in his arms and kissed her. But, now, as he watched her fade away, tears were rolling down on his cheeks, and as the unstoppable pain surged through his very being, someone said, “ Don’t cry”.
Lying all alone in her bed, she saw him in her mind’s eyes. She could see the very lips that had whispered promises to her, and the promises he said to her rang through her head. She covered her ears so as to stop hearing those empty promises which were still ringing in her ears. She saw her life before her and it was impossible to forget him, cruel as he was. She clenched her fist and hit the pillow, self pity hit her like a strong winter hurricane. She hated herself for being so ignorant a girl. She then felt the baby moved in her womb. She could not see what future holds for her and then she cried, but a voice was saying, “Don't you cry”.
For a twelve years old boy, it was difficult to accept the reality. He held out the picture of a beautiful woman which he had been holding against his heart, and looked into her eyes and whispered, “Mom, why did you leave me ?”. Someone told him that his mom must have been in heaven, singing and praising the Lamb. But, he did not understand such a complex belief. For, a boy like him who had nobody else to call his own, it was impossible to face the raging world without his mom. Had she been there with him, they would have been in the Carnival on a day like that day. But, he knew that things would never be the same again. He looked out from the window and saw stars which were scattered all over the sky and wondered where heaven might be. It was for nobody to understand what he was going through and what was on his minds. As he was watching the stars, he embraced her picture and cried. Someone then touched his shoulder and whispered, “Don’t cry”.
The last time they heard about him was from one of their neighbors who said that he met him in a tavern, about a thousand miles from their home town. He said that their son looked so pale and thin that it would be quite easy to mistake him for a ghost. Yes, he had been their hero, the very reason of their existence. They never disappointed him nor denied him of what he wanted. They had been cherishing him and waiting for him to grow up, but when he finally did they wished that he had never grown up and remained the little sweet boy who ran around in the courtyard. They wondered where their only son might be at that moment. There were hundreds of questions on their minds, to which they knew not an answer. So they knelt down in front of the crucifixion, holding each other’s hand, humbled by the pain they were going through. As they were pouring out their hearts, tears were streaming down on their cheeks. Then, they heard a voice, saying, “Don’t cry”.
So dear, please do not cry.
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Sunday, March 29, 2009
A visit to historical place..
These are the caves carved out in the sandstone by Jain king Kharavela whose period of reign extended from 168 to 153 B.C. People said that these caves served as the dwelling places of the Jain monks who believed in leading an existence stripped off all worldly and material comforts...
It was pretty hot when we went there and the black shirt by no means was the right choice for the day...Ih, Jain puithiamho tawm thinna ho hi chu rin ai tak chuan a dai phian a..a kher vel hi a hautak hmel ngang mai. Keini ang chuan kher dawn ta ila..mahni tawmna khawp kan kher hmain kan rinna lamin min phatsan hmanin ka ring deuh..lolzz..
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Gosh..am having fever..
Hmelchhe deuh deuhvin ka blog an lo tlawh vang ni chiang mai..including "YOU"..yes, you.. Vitamin C ei teh ang.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
