IMPHAL, Feb 12 : Union Minister for Human Resource Development (HRD) Prakash Javadekar has stated that the protracted issue of UNC’s economic blockade could not be resolved as the 17,000 paramilitary forces sent by the Centre have been confined to the barracks at the behest of the State Government.
IMPHAL, Nov 15: Apex civil society organisations of the State, namely AMUCO, CCSK, JAC Sadar Hills, KIM, KSO and UCM have joined hands on the twin issues of creating Sadar…
Imphal, Sep 14: Governor Dr Najma A Heptulla has expressed strong displeasure over referring RIMS patients to private hospitals and clinics for different reasons, both founded and unfounded.
Much lonelier this time
Heart warmer amidst breezy winds
More dreamy as every thought
Of mine are all about your memory
Wakeup every morning like returning
From just meeting with you
Every moment after
You, in my midnight dreams
I lie back on my
It is still dark outside
And the world is still fast asleep.
The immediate reality
The immediate future is the morning
When the sun shines
Dew-clad flowers dance
In the light breeze,
It is hard to see what lies beyond.
The world gradually evaporates
Before my very eyes
And there is something magnetic about it.
My place in the cosmos!
I wish I were a large telescope
That could peer into the cosmos.
Did the members of the Jarawa tribe feel
The yellow leaves dance in the breeze
Their hearts burning with hope and desire.
Do I feel a change
A great change
In the rhythm of the times
We live in?
I take a shower in the morning
And it sprays me with blood
Red and warm blood.
When I open
I met her at sunrise
And she magnified the beauty of the sunrise.
Was it love at first sight?
She exuded femininity
And it gave a little tickle to my ego.
The day was still young
And the relationship died young.
Dressed in virginal white
Yeah! It was just yesterday when I first met you and now see; you’ve become the meaning of my soul
I never could had ever imagine how wonderfully faith and destiny would join their hands together; to help us meet in this way
As they say “everything happ
He is an old man
Who thinks he was
A twenty-five-year-old man
And with a secure job.
He lies down on the soft grass
Of his garden full of life
And sees butterflies flying
All over the place.
Does he see
Where shall I go
Leaving such a lovely place behind.
Like a calf taking its fill of the cow’s milk
Pressing itself to her bosom of a cradle,
Playing hide and seek in the hive of life
Filled to overflowing with honey
And getting lost in a moment of
Red Red Beauty of her, enchants all of THEM;
Red Red Redness of HER lips,
lights burning desires in THEM;
Red Red Rushing of hot blood,
pumps fiery love in THEIR hearts;
Red Red Droplets of virginal blood,
triggers waves of pride for THEM;
All the lights are out
And I am left in the dark;
I look out of the window
And see nothing.
What a night!
The feeling of restlessness
Deep in my soul!
Where is the light?
I see nothing
But layer upon layer of darkness.
What endless nights!