Dr. K. Hoshi
1. Traffic Education
No parking and that’s exactly where the barbaric will park. In Nagaland you can easily tell the personality of a guy by the manner he parks his car. You can sure tell also what connection he has with people behind the screen. He boasts he’s the guy with the guts but in reality he exhibits his primordial character.
No double parking and you’ll find not only double but triple parking. You wanna be a decent citizen. So, you park your car decently well inside the parking line. But alas! the moment you return from your work you find that you are stranded by a double parking or by another car parked in a bizarre angle with a one inch gap.
Park in 45 degree angle and the poor geometry student parks his car in 90 or 180 degree angle.
No overtaking from left side and VROOOOM! comes a two or three wheeler on your left side and that too tortuously.
No left turn or right turn and one will say no vehicle in sight, so what’s the harm?
Drive slow, school ahead and one runs in full speed.
School/church area, do not blow horn and one blows ear splitting horn.
Red light says stop but what’s that to a raw Naga? Co1ors, red or green don’t mean a thing to a color blind Naga.
Stop/no entry but that’s exactly where the blind fool would enter, at his own risk of course.
Do not wash vehicle here and the indifferent character pretends he’s illiterate.
For pedestrian only and you’ll find that the footpath is a two wheeler parking site or vegetable vendor.
2. City Life Education
Do not throw garbage here but that’s where the uncivilized city breed empties all his conceivable dirt of the home.
Keep your city clean and our cities are the dirtiest. What do I care is the attitude. Leave the dirt to the city scavengers. After all they are paid.
Do not urinate here and not only the stinging urine smell but you’ll find all colors and shapes of human droppings.
3. Our Education in Public Places
No smoking and the room is filled up with irritating smoke.
No smoking zone and the restricted zone is full of cigarette stumps.
Stick no bill/no writing on the wall – well, as you wake up after a good night’s sleep you’ll find your dirt-free precious walls splashed with all kinds of bills and writings.
Do not spit on the wall and the walls of public buildings are splashed not just with saliva but crimson red saliva. The corners of the walls are the worst to suffer.
No rubbing of lime and the pillars of our precious buildings look like the stripes of a zebra.
No chewing pan and the office dustbin is splashed with mouthful betel nut saliva.
Stand in queue/first come first serve and our ticket counters are places for wrestling. The madness of all is to see 9-10
passengers wrestling for 30-40 seats. Let me first is the obnoxious habit.
Silence but that’s where you’ll hear the loudest voice. The village breed thinks his confidence level lies in his loud voice.
Remove your shoes and you’ll find somebody entering the dust/dirt free zone with the dirtiest muddy shoes.
Push on the door and you pull. Pull and you push. Fragile glass door and you bang head on.
So you see dear Nagas, our education is still raw
(with malice to none).
