Narrative

  • Peace is not a commodity
    Its too easy for us today to say this word, Peace. It feels to me that just about anyone can now stand up and say that they are working for peace even when their actions are furthest from it. Its not right that
  • A Morung for our times
    I have just returned from a very successful visit to Mount Olive College, Kohima. And I have been suitably impressed. We were picked up by car so we took the British road meaning the road that forks off downwar
  • Why write children’s books?
    Why not? I belong to a generation of children who grew up reading fairy tales by Hans Andersen and the Grimm brothers and my heroes were the Marvel comics superheroes. My big brother and his best friend James Y
  • Time it was & what a time it was
    Maybe it wasnt always a time of innocence and confidences, but it sure was good. The past, that is, the good old days, the childhoods that we have gone through and never will return to. My younger brother playe
  • The land of the Anghs
    The big gate with the signboard announcing that we were entering the land of the Anghs greeted us when we drove into Konyak territory. It was a very welcome sign after the long hours of traversing cows, cyclist
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