Showing posts from March, 2014

March plant diary


There is no end

No one can write a definitive or comprehensive piece on a topic. What one can do is contribute one’s bit in one’s lifetime. Some may contribute more, some less. But no one can put an end to a subject and say, ‘this is all there is to know on this topic’. I am prevented to blog/write/speak on some topic because I feel I have not done enough research, or thinking. It is important to study and reflect before I speak or publish; but I realized that I must not be afraid if I don’t have the final word. I can never have that. A story may end with ‘and they lived happily ever after’. But we know that is not the end of the story. The story goes on.

The day I boiled the blood of a biker

It was on the 8th of February 2014 and I was driving alone from Dimapur to Kohima. I was tired as I returned from Guwahati the same day.  I was sleepy as we slept late the previous night and had to wake up early to catch the train. So, I was in a hurry to return to Kohima for a bath and sleep. That is the background story when I came across this biker on the road.
It was a long straight road when I tried to overtake a truck. It was dusty driving behind it and I’ve been impatiently waiting for a chance. That was when I saw this bike coming towards me. The biker was honking, signalling not to overtake. But it was too late. But I have made up my mind to go for it, and I pushed forward. Due to the bad condition of the road, my estimation went wrong. The three of us - the truck, my car, and the bike - had to share the width of the road. The bike was forced out of the road and came to a halt. It was bumpy and I couldn’t speed away and had to slowly pass the biker and feel his wrath.
His fa…


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