Atongla RothrongI have two friends who are cowboys and so that makes me a cowgirl. Do you know why I call myself so? It’s because they treat me like any of their kind ‘mavericks’. And I am loving it dude!
K. Nishena Nekha“Parents have a habit of looking for a tutor from the first day of the new academic session even before the classes start” says a teacher of the school where my children study. That is true.
RK LukeThis is an interesting head hunter story on burying dead body under their house and adjoining place. What let them to bury in this way?In the olden days the village people use to bury death body out
Jungtina JamirIt’s a dark night…..like any other night. Coming home late is usual for me, since a little while ago. But not alone. Cousin and I are together in the same office so I come home with him.
Dr Aola ImchaThese past few years have really opened up the window to the world for me and changed my perspective on life. The experiences and challenges that I have faced have advanced my goals and dreams and
Atongla RothrongBeing a mother is a bit like living with a Pushmi-pullyu, and they’re hard to tame. Remember the story of ‘Doctor Doolittle’ by Hugh Lofting? It was a childhood favorite of mine. One anima
The word ‘Wondang- Ki’ means house of light. This name is given because the underprivileged children are groomed here with the aim to brighten their future by giving them a ray of hope and a future that can
Atongla RothrongA couple of days ago, I found a poem. I thought it would stay, but it wandered a bit curious in the lanes of my mind, then I lost it. Hey poem! Whey’s yea gone? I asked but nothing doing. Then
Nehemiah RongWe were taught that those who smile much are friendly people. A smile gives a sense of joy and delight to everyone. It is good to smile. The power of smile is immense and indeed, it is a precious g
Jungtina JamirAs a little girl I used to sit at home with dad and brother on Sundays, watching sports on DD. That’s when I saw a bike on TV, for the 1st time. I liked what I saw!! Years passed and dad got a B
Merenkumla There is no simple answer to the question that people often ask: how does it feel ‘to be a woman journalist’? Is one to be defined by one’s gender, or by professional merit? How much does
I love animals, all sorts. Maybe, except some creepy crawly ones. When I was young, my aim was to be a missionary doctor. Then I wanted to be a missionary veterinary doctor. As in like ‘missionary’ had to c
Sano MeruWhen you enter the local ground, what greets you? All of us must be aware of the foul smell of urine in every nook and corner of the ground. If one visits the toilets one would realize as to why the pu
Atongla RothrongMy very good friend, if you are reading this, it will be because I’ve admitted to you that I’ve fallen, that for long hours at a stretch I can’t stop thinking of you; images form and resha
“Musicians can be divided into three categories - one who has the interest, those who play out of depression and those forced into it. In the long run only one survives, and they’re the ones that play music
Peter ChacheiA new age has dawned where the means of communications has been considered an important art that living without it had shattered one’s life. Communication is one of the greatest power for good an
Yurreipem ArthurI left my job in New Delhi and headed home all for the love of my parents who, for the love of me, insisted I pack my bags and be on my way again, this time maybe down south to Bombay where my b
Atongla RothrongIn a life dictated by datelines more often than not, the Television sometimes seems to be the easiest option to keep kids out of mischief. “Between working and managing the home, I’ am guilt
Nehemiah RongWell sometimes we have many things to say or share but we never say it at all. Things just don’t work out our way when we pursue something so hard and so urgent. People usually murmur when they a
Jungtina JamirSomewhere in time, in everybody’s life there takes a detour on the road of destiny. I often wondered what destiny and fate meant. Is it the same thing? I questioned. Deep inside I knew it