The view from our room at Tourist Lodge, Thenzawl
Last year I went home in August with a plan to hit the road as soon as possible. Instead I sat at home for more than two months without traveling anywhere. The reasons- family pressure and their concern of the incessant rain. I finally hit the road in late November only.
Lets take a break from travel today.
It was the year 1999. Bill Gates was the world’s richest man. I was a young man with big ambition. I had just got the hang of computer programming. I really loved it but I had no means to buy a PC. I came up with a great idea.
Write to Bill Gates. Perhaps he will understand my plight, be charitable and send me one. I never got to write to Bill. I had not learned to use the internet and I didn’t know the postal address of Gates. I wrote to NIIT center in Tab Complex, Trichy. They never replied.
I felt really embarrassed when I learned my friend Harris Ahamed told his father of my awesome plan.
I never got to own a PC until I started working. Do you have a similar experience to share?
We are very happy but we still live in a world where the last electric pole is at least 50 meters away from our house. We put up our own pillars through the land of the neighbor to support the long wires to our house. But the man in the neighbor has plans to dig his land for construction. Hence we are erecting new pillars along the wall beside the road to shift the wires.
Because I sleep in a sleeping bag.
Thermal properties : Comfort temp 5 ° C, 0 ° C limit
It’s winter in Mizoram, a small state in the North East corner of India. It doesn’t snow though there are always reports of frost in some places but it’s pretty cold with temperatures at the lower single digit numbers. And lots of wind chill.
Lets start with this, a picture of myself at Umiam Lake (Barapani) resort, Shillong in Dec 1995. With my very first boots and very first real jeans, bell bottom. I had had jeans pant before but they were kids jeans pant. I really liked my dress but felt a little uncomfortable at that time because I felt like I acted beyond my age- inti tlangval!
It was here at Nghasih river that the baptism of the first Mizo believers by the pioneer missionaries took place in 20th January, 1904.
First of all there is nothing 2013 about this post. Everything I am going to write could have been done in 2012 or the years before.
In Mizoram, almost everybody has the same complain about almost every place. That common complain is “Nothing to do”. My goal here to beat that myth starting with Lunglei.
I went on my first trip to Lunglei, the second capital of Mizoram last year in December. Even before I could post photographs and write about the trip I found myself back to Lunglei in between Christmas and New year with friends. That gave me the chance to go places I did not on my first trip.
I tweeted “Too much stuff will kill you” not so much because I advocate the statement but because I was thinking of a play on the line “Too much love will kill you”. What followed is interesting.