Dr. Nunglekpam Premi Devi
Ting-Ting Chaoro, Ting-Ting Chaoro” “Numitna wanglingei wanghouro””Epana leiringei wagnu, Emana leiringei kignu” Patted, stretching his hands onto his back; Carrying him with those “nawong-phi”So flattered and so dried up heavy;”His” Manners damn odd, bewildering now and again; Alash! His mother’s still returning home; Mockering himself, I ain’t man? I ain’t doing this? He ain’t my child? Where the hell are you? Come back soon;Shouting and yelling; calling and crying; Beating and slapping; frustrating and fusing;Make me heaven! Maketh him cool down! Make him stop; maketh me awesome; Shaking his hands nervously, patted and be patted.
Thought of a worldly pleasure, conquering all; Imagining it all drawn up, where to where;” Humm hummm, Humm and humm”Shaking and Rocking; jiggling and shaking”Walking now and again, his hands folding patted; No beds so tidy; No pillows so labeled; His steps onto shits; no ideas so useful; Shouting and crying; Beating and patting; Stop! You mother a bitch, no love a concern; Throwing and picking; murmering and angrying; He blames all; He insults to ‘her’ with no security; Rocking and patting; ‘humm humm and hummm’.
All to blame, all to responsibility his father a mismanager;” Kari pammi echadi”? No mobile phone a toy; No sweets a candy; No plastic pistol so Lovely; No plastic cars a Maneuver; No flowers so scented; Feeling ain’t that hungry, no milk to full empty stomach; Come on baby; come on boy; Shaking and rocking; his ‘nawong- phi ‘ so dried up;He behold onto ‘his’ back so scratchy; Ah! His pissing so heavy wet, cold; His hands so dirty full, father with no option; Down he lay, let lose ‘you go’ run and away;Misery that brings, no threads link bounded; Letting go emptied those ‘hands that rocks’.