N. Haisoyi Ndang
Lower bayavu Kohima
Common sense is the most uncommon amongst the Naga people especially undisciplined Nagaland police who, never seemed to have seen things beyond their arm length to get wrong everyone on their path and this is what exactly going on without any interference from any quarter.
Well, umpteen time I’ve observed the Ministers’ escort teams calling themselves as piloting cars, darting through the highly congested traffic jammed area with earsplitting siren and honking, throwing all the traffic rule to the wind was a matter of serious public hazard, where very often accidents take place from time to time but rarely reported for reason best known to everyone.
Precisely, it really happened to me today the 12th Oct. 2017 at 2.37 p.m. exactly, at high school junction Kohima, while I was coming from SCERT after some works, on reaching the traffic island, the minister escort team just came from civil secretariat side in great rush as if escaping from enemy’s fire line just to get me wrong in the right track. There, at that moment I was a flicker ahead of them within the traffic island where, there was a standstill traffic jam where nobody moves. Not to be taken aback those rogues Nagaland police flexing their muscle honking-blurting through the mayhem traffic jam behind me however, sadly there was a serpentine cars in front of me without any respite for quite sometime that ultimately infuriated them. A moment later, one of the police shouted at me with a scornful face “Horn eman mari ah-tu huni ah-nai? Salah!” got infuriated I threw back a scornful look at them “What a hell you are” how comes, those escorts, the uncivilized rogue police so myopic to see the sea of vehicles in this rabbit track roads, expecting public to give jerk parting way in the manner of “Almighty God” English film, as they come by. Remember, those vehicles in front of you cannot fly as you can’t. Yes, better prevail rationality when your bosses (Ministers) have no vision to widen to the existing road, construct level crossing at various junctions in the capital city of Nagaland.
Or, if those Ministers are so unsecured traveling in their own road, let them commute through hell-born copter (Helicopter) where the general public may breathe easy in the absent of their own created kings (Ministers) Time and again people say, Nagas are highly tolerance bearing with all the riverbed road like, rabbit hole like road, without parking space without amenities in this smartest city Kohima, land of Festival of festivals, the capital of Nagaland.
Therefore, it is imperative that there prevail pragmatic ideas amongst the higher echelon to gauge and understand the public sentiment rather than bulldozing the public as unwanted garbage. Remember, a king without his subjects is no king (Commoner)
