The topic read - Talibanisation of Roing!

Hadn't checked other Arunachal Pradesh related blogs for a while, but woke up this morning to find the news on one of the most harrowing act, in a place thats closest to my heart - Roing.

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A 2:18 minute video taken through a mobile handset has shocked the tribal community living here in Roing. The video reveals two minor tribal boys studying in Govt Middle School of Roing blindfolded and tied in their hands and being forcefully made to confess for stealing. After having shot the video and making them confess the crime, these boys were reportedly handed over to police. It is alleged that they were caught while stealing domesticated pigs and a written complaint was lodged in the Roing police station. The boys are in their VIIIth and VIIth grade respectively.

Read more? Find the post here... Talibanisation of Roing(Roingnews)

I wondered, how inhuman can we turn into just to salvage the vagabond tribalistic pride we effuse inherently and nonchalantly. There are ways to solve things but certainly this wasn't the one - blindfolding, torturing with all the dastard premises of their know-hows of taking things to their, whatever intentional design they forsake.

Roing, has changed not on the developmental sides that it's people would have loved it, but on a sheer agonizing and frustrating detrimental peripheries one can imagine of.

Roing and its people have learnt and still prefers the uncanny way of solving disputes when it comes to communal ground. The unique feature is..."It's never personal, if you land on trouble with someone from another tribe - It's always communal". If one were to describe it more elaborately, it would be " Idu and Adi(padam) are two different sets, and clash between any single entity of these two sets is entitled to be chastised as a sufficient condition to flare up a communal clash".

I've been witness to such innumerous communal clashes whenever I'ad been to Roing. None of my vacations has escaped being marked by these communal tensions. I'ad a different notion about the communal clashes where the primal criterion always had been the 'religions'. But, the whole things takes a different shape when it's about an Idu-Adi communal clash in Roing.

I wonder, when would we learn to coexist!

The pigs did! Where are we?

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No Dam Zone in Dibang Valley

Press release note (14th March 2009)

Campaign on demanding `No Dam Zone in Dibang Valley'
Today on the day of March 14, 2009 which is observed all over the world as International Day of Action against Dams and for Rivers. water and Life', we the All Idu Mishmi Students Union and Idu Mishmi Cultural and Literary Society demand Dibang Valley to be declared as an Ecologically Sensitive Zone according to the provisions under Section 3 of the Environment Protection Act, 1986 similar to that of the Aravalli hills where mining is banned.

Similarly, mega projects such as dam building should be banned in Dibang Valley and the region declared as 'No Dam Zone. A letter to this effect has been sent to the Prime Minister with copies to the officials of the Ministry of Environment & Forests and to the state Government of Arunachal Pradesh. A copy of the same is attached here with the release note.

The International Day of Action against Dams and for Rivers, Water, and Life was inspired and mandated by the participants of the 1997 First International Meeting of People Affected by Dams in Curitiba, Brazil. Every year on March 14, people around the world celebrate victories such as dam removal and river restoration, teach others about issues threatening rivers and communities, and demand improvements in policies and practices of decision-makers.


Dr Mite Linggi
Secretary
Idu Mishmi Cultural and Literary Society


Tone Mickrow
Secretary
All Idu Mishmi Student Union

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Superficial talks

 

Call it an Irony of being thrashed with the facts and figures that approximates a potential of delivering something substantial or Call it the mockery of the rudiment intelligence we vaguely try to become proud of.

The last time I was home, August 2007 – Roing was reeling under the age of blackouts, with constant powercuts for weeks and months altogether. This was the time when Roing people were busy protesting against the Dam projects.

Well, to this day... Roing is still in the Dark age, where Candles have become a necessity and electric generator – a luxury.  

The only reason that you get when you talk to the officials are – insufficient funds and ofcourse the torrential rains. But, this wasn’t the case 8-10years ago... Roing was affluent with its own aspects. And powercuts was a phenomenon in Summer which wouldn’t last more than a week.

But 10 years down the line, when most of the Arunachal seems to be happy and optimistic about developments touching their vicinity ... condition in Roing has worsened. I wonder, which kind of developments that we are talking about.

It’s winter now but Roing is still engulfed under the dark cloud of power shortages, which would be an Irony to the fact that Dibang Valley has the potential of becoming one of the largest hydropower houses.

So...I keep asking myself, if Roing or Dibang valley is better or worse than ever under the current regime of Arunachal Pradesh? And should the generation of 1000’s of megawatts for big companies or few 10’s of megawatts for the rightful owner of the land – be the concern of Arunachal Government?

Answer seems quite obvious... and our protests too - even if the whole of Arunachal Pradesh has different view on it.

So... we Protest.

 

 

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Durga Puja - How I miss that

"Bengaliyon ka Puja, Par Mishmiyon(Tribe) ka Kharcha" ( bengali's festival, but tribal's expenditures ) ... my father quoted this when we were shopping for a kurta, way back in 1998's Durga Puja. I was in VKV Roing in 8th standard and unlike any other Puja round the corner; Durga Puja had it's own special place. Not just for me, but for every people in Roing, be it the locals or the Bengalis settled in Roing.

Durga puja, has a special place in the history and the tradition of Roing. Unlike any other local festivals, be it Reh or Solung, I think this is one of the event that everyone celebrates in pomp & gaiety and the celebration goes on for days all together.

Am not religious, neither I prefer making myself sound like one... but Durga Puja was a different thing to me. For Bengali's and many folks around, this festival would certainly be about praying and wishing. Well, I can say for myself and most of the youths back in Roing - this Puja was all about having fun, and tons of it infact.

It's been more than 6 years by now, when I last marked my presence in Durga Puja, and 2008 too will get added, and am quite unsure about the 2009 as well. I call my friends every year, especially in Durga puja, enquiring them about the Puja pandals and lottery pandals for the Puja.
Religion certainly doesn't have anything to do with it, and in my case it will never - since I've none.
Hanging around with friends, the whole day long... loitering with no business, but with bags full of smiles for every one you come around in the crowded road, talk about how you just made Rs.200 out of the only 50 you'ad. Talk about the lucky seven...and brag a little about the expertise you seem to posses to throw those TTballs to earn you the bucks... Bored... Get lost in the crowd again... Smile around... Look around... Come back... and try your luck.
Well, so much to do in Durga puja. And did I mention about how I won more than 25 beer bottles in a single day - well, I did once.
Certainly not a puja around.... but more than that.

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My Patron saints & villians !

This is my post for the group writing project, created by Robert
(Find his site here)He had asked me to come down with 7 friend's name as my hero, saint or anything.

" No man can be happy without a friend, nor be sure of his friend till he is unhappy. --Thomas Fuller "

I am unhappy or I should rather say gets unhappy when I stay closed in room without anyone to speak to.
How much i wished I had one of my close buddies back at my hometown.
To give a closer idea about why I miss them, with the physical description at the moment is, I have been away from home for past 8 months, and I don't intent to go for an another year. I have some committments at the moment, mostly to do with my work experience I so much need before I can look forward to do my mba from some few selected business schools. And I am at this moment, more than 2000kms away from home. I am in new delhi, ya, certainly far away from the most north eastern part of India, Roing(where I belong).I get nostalgic about my schools days, which I mostly spent in boarding schools and infact its a list of schools(I had been to 6 schools) and still cherish the inaccomplished dream of being a days-scholar, even for a day. I was a hosteller during my college days as well.


So here's own list of My Saints, my jokers, my fighters, my heroes and my villians...

Suresh Gurung aka Papu : My patron saint of 'acclimatization'. My best friend since last 20 years. Ya, our friendship is 2 decade older by now and is still going strong. Just for the occassional bumps we had when both of us had some real "Heart bumps" for the same girl. I was worried literally, about how I would face him with his girlfriend, who was supposed to be mine, in my own crafted fantasy world. But, ya she is married now. Not to him but to someone else. I promise, I certainly didn't pray for this though. Papu, as we fondly call him, is a one big fat ass, but changes occassionaly with his constant weight fluctuation. He drinks but to turn tomato-red. OH, thats the reason he is my favourity potato gone tomato lad.

Janta Linggi aka Jade : My patron fighter for "Hey-dude, turn the world green" tag. He is obsessed about changing his name or the nicks, randomly and musically. "JADE" pronounce it as "ZED" not as the "Jaa-deeh ", atleast do it right when he is around. Or you certainly will be punched. "Ya, No one messes with this Guy, or else he turns them Green". He is my constant support when I am in dire need of some rational advices. Well, he is good in giving those, ya rational as one can be. But, he is our public figure. Ya, you heard me right. He likes going public, and won't shy taking you along. I still remember, in the middle of a cultural function, during some group dance performance by some gals, he whistled and with it shouted out my name, just to get me kicked out of the hall. OH, how I wish I could kick his ass.

Richi Linggi aka Casanova: My neighbour, my childhood friend. He is my patron joker of "amusement". He is my Love-Guru, and he inspires on "why I should fall in Love, every other day". I wished his wonderful thoughts were the truth, but my graph of rejections tells it the other way. He is my pillar of strength. Ya, he is my fountain of Love strategies, from which I draw my daily doses of inspiration to woo girls(but I fail all the times). One thing I like the most about this guy is his 'determination' and 'ambition'. He wants to be the richest someday, atleast within our hometown "Roing", by any means. Ya, hook or the crook. And I would certainly be his partner in crime. I remember the day, when he duped me to take bath in a water tank. He told me that swimming inside that is allowed, but only to be reprimanded by my teacher.

Winner Miuli aka Tingri : "Tingri", thats the name no one knows he has, except for me and few. My friend since my kindergarten. My companion in all sorts of crime. I still cherish all of the days we spent along. There is this one moment especially, when he inspired me to start a small shop on my own( I was 9 or 10, that time). He had opened a small shop(pan, sweets etc). I got inspired, and the very next day I wanted to kick of my entrepreneurship endeavours, ya, with a small loan of Rs.100(tht's equivalent to near 2.5US$). Just a table outside my house gate, I had a good business. My parents, my cousins, I mean all of the people in my house were my customers. What a noble business to loot your mom & dad, I thought!!!
Winner, thats a name synonymous to the girls of Roing. I eschew the fact that he becomes the centre of attraction, not just few times, but all the time. Ya, that makes me a side-hero. I will drink to that.

Dawa Norbu aka Budda: I had a post dedicated to this guy. He is my patron angel of "Leadership". I wish to see him become some politician someday, and I know, oneday he will! Well, Girl things has always been an enigma during my whole school days, but 'Dawa', my constant mentor or say the fountain of aphrodisiac, or say the veteran who just coached Al-pacino for the movie-'scent of a woman', was always beside me to inspire me. Ya...whole day long. I know he doesn't get tired, but he should mind that I do! :)
I admire his ability to become a leader in any given moment of time. And I still remember the day, he saved me from more beatings, or the bullets as I would rather say from real gun totted terrorists. (this is the post about his heroic act).
I salute you Dawa, you inspire me still, till this day and will, till end of my way.

Jowon Sikhet aka Lambu : He's 6 feet tall, well built guy. But, talk about girls, he would pretend to be one of the nerdest. And I know Jowon, you aren't that innocent as you pretend. :)
He is my patron saint for "affirmation". I like pulling his legs everytime, and for that matter he gives his hairs as well. He likes getting pulled, and I still haven't figured out the reason so as to "WHY? ". Well, he is my prescribtion for you all, if you want to argue upon something, or lest talk nothing.

Arpit Mishra aka Patlu: You should see him talking. Even John lenon would have wanted Arpit to recite a poem on his behalf infront of a whole Nobel prize gathering- ya, you guessed it right, so that John would have easily bagged Nobel prize for explaining the Theory of Relativity, all within a poem.
Well, Mishra is my patron saint of "alternate-creationS". He creates while he babbles. I just get half of what he says, and rest again gets halved when he tries to explain that. I don't remember how many girls numbers he might have stolen from my cell during my college days. Well, he gets first there, everytime and everywhere, I know !

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