Ayangti Longkumer

Atina marked her calendar, it was the first day of December. The evening looked so beautiful; she was blessed to breathe fresh air after a long time, for her Dimapur was horrible in summers, but tolerable in winters. She buttoned her blue coat which was bought five winters ago, was saddened when she noticed a button missing. In desperation she said, “If it was in a novel then the hero would have come from the back and said, excuse me, lady, I believe this is from your coat and my eyes …” Her imaginations were back to the ground when a voice from behind exclaimed, “So, this is the Nagaland of 2017!”
She turned back to witness the most handsome creation of God. It was love at first sight. He continued, “I am a man from the past.”
He narrated Atina the beauty of his journey. He was a genius, apparently. He built a time machine in the year 1963, the year Nagaland got her statehood, he sat on it and boom…there he was, exploring Nagaland of 2017. She easily believed in him. Well, because he wa…