By – Randhir Thiyam, Uripok
The only password for tomorrow is timely caution.
History’s hard drive is already glitching.
If a people vanish, the map becomes a museum label.
So the gatekeepers whisper a blunt fix: NRC.
First scan the system, then run the census.
Count after the firewall is up.
Sort the files – native roots, refugees, shadows crossing borders.
Not to erase humanity, they say, but to name the folders.
Fences hum like barbed-wire Wi-Fi along the frontier.
Watchtowers blink like sleepless routers.
Security patches for a fragile homeland.
Because a future, like data, survives only if guarded in time.