Friday, October 31, 2008

Sometimes it just doesn’t happen


(A poem of consolation for those who tried)
I may make the right moves
Speak the timeliest words
And present myself in the best way I can
But I cannot make you want me
I know Sometimes it just doesn’t happen

JNU, 2008

Sunday, October 26, 2008

cousin cousin

He is my cousin
She is my cousin
My cousin called up
I stayed over at my cousin's place
I went to the movies with my cousin
I went shopping with my cousin
Yaar, we're just cousins
JNU, 2008

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

anjaan aadmi se dosti nakare

‘Do not befriend any unknown person’, the Delhi Metro dutifully announces. What is this? My parents taught me to talk to every one in the village. If I don’t, I’m rude. Everyone talks to everybody whether you know them personally or not, “How are you?” “What curry did you have this morning?” “Are you going to the paddy field today?” That culture is slowly vanishing in my village. It’s impossible to practice that culture in big towns or cities. Try it and I’m sure you’ll simply pass out! 

The point here is that the world is increasingly becoming impersonal. I’m not trying to give a long speech on the importance of personal relationships, the effect of the cyber world etc. but share an experience. A friend invited me to watch a movie at the Select City Walk, arguably the biggest and one of the most happening malls in Delhi. He did not tell me the name of the movie or who else is coming with us, he is like that. I reached early and waited for sometime, and then he came with some friends I don’t know. The security guards at the entrance did not allow me to enter as I was carrying a bag. That was understandable but the horror is that there is no place to keep my bag in the whole mall for a movie! I tried the help desk and shops where they keep bags at the entry, but they advised me to keep it in my car if I have one, or simply elsewhere. I came back without watching the movie. I also saw some foreigners leave. I felt sorry for my friend because he felt so bad for me. He said he couldn’t enjoy the movie. He had called me so he can introduce me to his friends and have dinner after the movie. 

I was angry with Capitalism, Terrorism, Market, greedy businessmen, Multinational Companies, whatever or whoever was responsible for denying having my bag. If I protest and decide not to go there anymore, that wouldn’t affect the movie business a bit. I only have to submit to the rules and remember not to carry a bag. There are anti-globalization lobbies, but it’s too late, we are here to live with it- globalization and all that it brings (as uncle CB said in one of his talks). Will someone please provide a place to keep our bags at Select City Walk?

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

So few memories

We met suddenly
We parted quickly
Leaving me with memories:
Enough to stir my mind
Not enough to fall in love
You are very alive in me,
but why am I starting to forget how you look like?
Why do we love to revise those few memories over and over
and never grow tired of them?
JNU, 2008

Saturday, October 18, 2008


After the church, people shook hands with her. “That was a very nice song and you sang so well”. Sure the song was meaningful and she put up a good show of emotions. But Oh! I know what she does on the week days. Please mercy me, somehow I am not blessed. RIMS, Imphal 2004

I’ve found love

When I think I’m strong enough 
I go about living on my own 
‘ntil I couldn’t take it anymore 
Then I turn back to you 
Why haven’t you moved? 
Why are you still here? 
Why are you so fond of me? 
Alleluia, I’ve found love 

 RIMS,Imphal, 2005

Sometimes people get lonely

It’s 8.15pm Saturday night 
I look up for a sign 
There’s no moon tonight 
No shooting star to wish by 
Dark clouds are gathering 
There will be rain tonight 
Some heart will break tonight 

 RIMS, Imphal, 2005

A Prayer

No own desire to thee I bring 
All to do thy will I come 
No shore amid the storm I see 
Whose heard will faint when you're aboard? 

 RIMS, Imphal, 2004

My room

A lone cloth clipper hangs on the rope alongside three towels overlapping. The two alarm clocks tick in succession as the wind brings some Indian music played far away outside the campus. On the almirah door facing me, Mickey Mouse waves happily; he has a bun on his other hand. Count two points, the ball is inside the basket, someone has scored. The saffron ventilator curtain looks old; it must have been there years before I came to this room. The ceiling fan is on a long winter break as the heater takes over to keep the room at the right temperature. The creeper has gone round its pot thrice and the gulmohor leaves have gone to sleep- after all, its 9: 35 pm already. The dusty red roses stare at the life-size mirror. They must be wondering why the owner does not clean them up. Maybe the owner does not need red roses or he is scared of them.  

RIMS, Imphal, 2005

Christmas 2004

No sight or smell of Christmas 
No sound of Christmas music 
Just disco drums of boozers 
As I spend my Christmas 
Far away from home 

Too busy to think of Bethlehem 
The three wise men or the shepherds 
With my nose between my book 
As I spend my Christmas 
Far away from home RIMS, 

Imphal, 2004

An email to a friend

Situation back home is very bad. Killing after killings, extortion and corruption go on and on. This is an email of hope and encouragement. I sound like the Bishop of Durham. Right?:-)

A friend called up and when we were talking about the bad situation at home, I recollected the thing that you said. You said if we will experience peace again (something like that). All of us are sick and tired of the killings, extortion. There is an attitude of pessimism about the future and it demotivates us to do anything good.

Maybe we have forgotten how to dream
Maybe we have forgotten how to hope

Has God fallen asleep or has He made a vertical take-off?
Although very hard, we must realise that God has been with us all along, feeling what we feel, experiencing all that we are going through. Nothing has passed by that has not caught his attention. He who watches over the sparrow encourages us to just hang on, for joy is coming in the morning. Let us speak words of hope and comfort to one another. Let us echo the words spoken through Isaiah to his people in exile

Comfort, comfort my people. Speak tenderly to Jerusalem, and proclaim to her that her hard service has been completed, that her sin has been paid for....

Do not let your face be long and downcast, that we miss the joy and laughter over small things. Hope, for I have overcome the world, even what you are going through

Indra Vihar, 2008

Sunday, October 12, 2008

Who says we don't have it?

The local expert in this saloon is a cousin and my school teacher. I remember he taught maths when I was in third standard. One day, we were asked to recite time table of 5 and those who succeeded were allowed to go home. I was making good progress 5X1=5, 5X2=10... until I fumbled at 5X9=__ and was detained. He took pity knowing I almost made it and allowed me a second chance. During class, he would ask me to go to the shop and buy paan for him. He is also a very good painter Iconic hair cutting saloon of Pfutsero, Nagaland. 

Naga version of the saloon in the western cowboy novels. Who says we don't have it?

A fresh understanding of Hebrews 11

(DBF Central Pastor Jeremy Dawson in the recently concluded EMFI (Evangelical Medical Fellowship of India) conference gave 6 definitions of ministering by faith. Hebrews 11) 

1. Believing when I don't see it (Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see. V1) 

2. Obeying when I don't understand it (By faith Abraham, when called to go to a place he would later receive as his inheritance, obeyed and went, even though he did not know where he was going. V8 

3. Giving when I don't have it (By faith Abel offered God a better sacrifice than Cain did..V4) 

4. Persisting when I don't feel like it (By faith he left Egypt, not fearing the king's anger; he persevered because he saw him who is invisible. V27) 

5. Thanking God before I receive it (Therefore I tell you, whatever you ask for in prayer, believe that you have received it, and it will be yours. Mk. 11 34) 

6. Trusting even if I don't get it (Some faced jeers and flogging..were sawed in two..These were all commended for their faith, yet none of them received what had been promised V35-40)  

Gurgaon, 2008