FOR KIMDE ON HER BAKING SKILL

                                                                                 Under the candle light she bakes the bread of hope;

Kimde Marak

Her shirt has stains of vanilla essence, sweet she smells every season,

The cookies on the tray carry the mark of her enduring love;

She sets the temperature for the feeling of warm contentment.

God has touched her pie; it cures the worse of sorrow,

When her finger touches the flour mercy gets a new name;

She gives delight to all the weary hungry souls,

And now all I wonder is when will I get a piece of her magic.

                                                                                              

*The edited version of this poem can be found in Ayangti Longkumer's Magic Quill.

RAIN DANCE

Neither was I born fairy,
Nor am I a sweet page from a lover's diary;
My smile might not make you fall,
But the spark in my eyes says it all.

So, listen to me when I say;
When you are old with rust in your gold,
All you need is a rain to wash your pain;
Switch on your mind's music to take steps in rain :)


*The edited version of this poem can be found in Ayangti Longkumer's Magic Quill.

WHAT TYPE OF FIRE ARE YOU FOR WOMEN?

Listen guys, I am not a psychologist or a behaviorist. One fine winter night I sat beside the warm fire and that is how this Quiz came about. Do not take it by heart, pure fun :)

1.            Which is the best pick up line?

a.       Where is the man’s toilet?

b.      You resemble my grandmother’s granddaughter

c.       Hello!( With a smile)

d.      What a lovely weather, no?

2.        If your best-friend hooks up with your girlfriend, then?

a.        It means War

b.      Sleep with his sister

c.       Could like to hear their side of story

d.      Cry and forget the matter after drinking a bottle of beer

3.     When a woman says money matters, she means

a.       I am a gold digger, money crazy, money can buy love

b.      Get rich or forget me

c.       Financial stability is important

d.      We live in a material world

4.     You want to look sexy on your New Year office party, you wear

a.       Bare chest and jeans

b.      T-shirts and shorts

c.       Take the help of an expert but definitely will settle for something comfortable

d.      Suit- classy and expensive suit

5.     Among your friends circle you are known as

a.       Spoil brat, a real down- market Casanova

b.      The genius, the problem solver

c.       A very trustworthy and a reliable friend

d.      There is no such thing as titles in your friend circle

6.     You got lost in a deserted island, what will you do?

a.       Search for the hidden camera

b.      Check your mobile connectivity

c.       Try to find a lighter or a match box, or start scribbling SOS

d.      Try to remember what Tom Hanks did in Cast Away

7.       Which is your favourite drink?

a.       A cocktail of vodka, rum and beer

b.      Champagne

c.       Wine for the glasses, and whiskey with the masses

d.      Beer

Mostly A’s: The Crazy Fire: You are crazy for sure, but if handled well you are not that bad to be with.  Go through the quiz all over again.

Mostly B’s: The Seasonal Fire: You know the rules but use it very carefully. With your easy charms you can light some of the girl’s heart but not all.

Mostly C’s: Take me Home Bachelor Fire: Are you for real? Were you honest with this quiz? Anyway, you can burn a woman’s heart with your intense fire.

Mostly D’s: Guy Next Door Fire: Seriously, a lot of women feel comfortable having you around. Although you are not born heartthrob you will have your own share of attention.

A LOVE LIKE THAT

                                                               

                                             

                                                 *a short story based on a true story.....

The way they were forty years ago: They were two inseparable young souls, both so different, in upbringing and beliefs yet both hated cruelty, both glorified love. Everyone was sure that they were meant to be together forever, their kisses produced diamonds, their tears were like sapphires, happiness was the shadow of God and when they looked at each other the sun could shy away. She loved his dreams like her own, he believed in her more than himself, he knew it well that she could be someone great someday making him the proudest of all.

                                              The night that changed everything

Her side:  They decided to meet in their favourite restaurant at 7 pm. The winter chills did not weaken her zeal, she wore her best of the coat, curled her hair the way he admired, and when it was time kissed the mirror goodbye. When she reached the shop, she was surprised not to find him for he was always the first one to show up. She checked her watch, she was ten minutes early, she sat on their favourite corner and began to read the novel she had carried. She stared at the clock it was 8:15pm, fine. Her finger turned to page number nineteenth, it was 8:40 pm by then; she began to worry. She rose up and requested the waitress to make a call but the phone was death. By the way, it was the time when there were no cell phones. She looked through the window, the street looked so deserted, she and the two waitresses were the only one in the shop; they gave her company with pity smiles. She waited for her watch to turn 9 pm and when it did, she rose up. She was angry but most of all she was worried. As she walked down the street, some street urchins whistled, sang songs and started passing malicious comments. Worse was when one of them began to run after her till she got hold of a cab.

She headed to the place he lived, which was a one room apartment. With eyes full of tears she knocked the door, the door opened and there stood a pretty lady in best of warmest dress. That was it, she run down the stairs with only two thoughts: all this while he was with that girl and that she should be at home as soon as possible.

His side: He was a man who always took one step at the time; that night his mind was occupied with the thoughts of her, it was not an unusual thing. He often laughed at the thought of how someone could be as lucky as him, she was everything that he had prayed for and even more. Every minute spend with her was a gift, he knew it and that was why he could not stop smiling over and over while putting on the sweater which was given by her. Then there was a knock at the door, to his utter surprise stood the woman who had deserted him years ago. He met her in a club where she was a popular member, so perfect was she that he was awestruck by her beauty at first sight. They dated for months only to be enlightened at the end that she was a prisoner of her own pride, and she could never consider anyone’s feeling for she was the beginning and end in herself. So, why was she here that night? She has come to say sorry for all that she had done; she would be leaving to a distant shore and all she wanted was good wishes from the people who had loved her unconditionally. They sat and chatted, he was well aware that he had to meet the woman he truly loved and that he was already late but the courtesy in him made him listen to the lady. She had so much to say, he wondered why she had to be so verbose that night. When he could not take it any longer he politely told her that he had to leave, and when he rose up, he heard the door being knocked. He knew who it could be.

He gave a smile of relief when he saw her standing at the door, but was surprised at the weird expression she gave. She ran away, he had to run after her.

                                                                

                                                                Forty years later

He had to put on his shoe; everyone could be waiting for him on the lawn. He looked in the mirror; just then his youngest daughter walked towards him and arranged his tie. She was always proud of her father and was happy that she had found someone with all the virtues like him. As his shoes touched the velvet grasses, a loving eye watched every step that he took. He walked towards her just like he did forty years ago.

                                              Forty years ago it so happened that

He ran after the woman who had stolen his heart and was in no intention of returning it back. He was always a fast runner, in no second, he got hold of her. He asked for an explanation for her behaviour, she too seeks an explanation; he laid out the reasons, she too laid down the reasons. Both apologized, both laughed at the silliness, nothing was so big a deal for them. They did not yell or shout or slap, the matter got solved under the same winter sky under which the whole night’s scene had taken place. They took a stroll through the town, and before the morn showed its face he proposed her to be his wife.

                                    So it was their Fortieth Wedding Anniversary 

She whispered in his ears, “My shoe strap has come out, but I have no intentions of throwing it away.”

“Why should you? Give it to me, I will fix it. I bought a good clue yesterday; it will just take a few minutes.”

What a Love!

AND OUR LIVES ON THIS EARTH IS A TOUR

During one of my summer breaks in Dimapur, I got a bad throat infection, getting ENT appointment was not difficult only that I had to wait. So, while waiting for the receptionist to call out my name I got busy by flipping through the tour and guide magazine, then a fascinating question hit my mind; the man who was cleaning the hospital floor was near me so he was the victim of my inquiry. The conversation was in Nagamese: “Oye Bhai, don’t you feel bored at the thought that you will be spending the rest of your life in Dimapur? Don’t you want to go tours abroad? Holidays will be pleasant out there?” Forget about tours never in his life he could have saved enough money to buy a pair of branded shoes. But his answer was not, “How can I even dream off!” His answer was an optimistic one; let me recall what he said, “Life itself is a tour. Now, see the flowers that bloom by the roadside, look at the blue sky and the ground beneath; in every foreign land you will find a sky and a ground. I know that I am heading towards a beautiful place called eternity so why far-off lands?”  I remembered all these words he said and the list of medicines I had to take when the summer break came to an end.