I have a dream…
That one day there will be no roads in Nagaland, so that we don’t have to squabble over whose responsibility it is to construct and maintain them, or worry where the fund is going to come from. Thus also making the politics of ‘land ownership rights’ irrelevant! Dream with me will you? Then we will have no need for vehicles nor had to deal with traffic problems or face issues of environmental concerns. Fresh air at last eh!
I have a dream…
That one day there will be no drainage system in Nagaland, so that we can blame no one for the conditions of our roads, (rainy season) thus experiencing the joy of good old days, when roads were rivulets and rediscover the glee of catching the elusive crab for chutney on our way to nowhere and everywhere!
I have a dream…
That one day the water pipes that run throughout the entire length and breadth of Kohima town, along with the electrical lines becomes a tourist attraction and cause IIM’s and Oxford University to study the efficient way (or how we didn’t kill ourselves in the process) in which we manage our natural resources. Imagine Prince Charles writing letter of commendation for owners of such enterprise…come and buy…water certified by non other than His Excellency. At last we can compete with the Tiffin-wallas of Mumbai. Indeed, then only will Kohima become the true mirror/face of Nagaland.
I have a dream…
That one day there will be no institutionalization of educational system in Nagaland, thus erasing free and compulsory education for all, free books or midday meal. Then only will there be no problem of unemployed youths in our state or NPSC to decide who are employable. All citizens will then have the ‘rights’ to ‘be’ and ‘do’ nothing significant. The word ‘literacy’ or ‘employability’ will thus become redundant, ushering classless society where no one is accountable to anyone/anybody for anything.
I have a dream…
That one day there will be no law and order and anarchy prevails in Nagaland. When confrontations are decided in Naga style (strongest, meanest and tricksters win’s the match). Then only will the Naga’s survive as a race of any significance. Imagine the amount of time we spend in getting RTI for violations of our rights which are never addressed. Without any law or order we can find our own ways of solving problems…fine a pig…or if they are meaner than us…migrate…and form a new village, become the Goanbura and reconstruct tales (create myth of one’s greatness) of bravery and adventurism. Then we will all have spotless history past present and future.
I have a dream…
That one day there will be no electricity so that we can go back to our historical past and learn the values and tradition of our ancestors…living in a dormitory and sharpening the art of head hunting. When heads of women and children were hold dear we are told. Besides the point then there will be no reason to tamper with our meters to Rs 60 a month nor will our children refuse to run an errant or fetch waters at midnight… “apa/oba/apo/dad there is no light and I am afraid.” Then Nagas will be Nagas, ‘fearless’ and ‘peerless.’ 33% reservation for women will not even be in our ‘collective conscience.’
I have a dream…
That one day there will be no need of university in Nagaland as education is made redundant and irrelevant. Everyday will be either a strike or a bandh and we will have no issues to ‘debate’ ‘reason’ or ‘evaluate’. Education then will truly become universally universal with no agenda for human resource development or management.
I have a dream…
That one day we will have no political parties or political processes. Then only we will have no problem of; justifying self/others, why I became a ‘turn coat; captured booths, bribed votaries, siphoned funds, gave false promises, became disloyal, answering allegation of horse trading or trying to understand political ideologies.
Along with the above
I also have a dream…that one day every Naga tribe, village, khel and colony blocks will become a self contain unit, a political microcosm of; self-sufficiency, self-financing and self-administering (read as overt sense of self-determinism) without any social-contract of human needs, be it physical, social, economic, moral, intellectual or spiritual. Thus we can TRULY say we exist as Greek City States.
…who said, ‘DREAMS don’t get fulfilled in Nagaland’!
Robin Temsu
Kohima
