The road always taken

Since childhood, Oh I mean at young age, I have been pondering and there are times I ask myself how the roads and houses in Gamdang (Outside) are so well plan and why my birthplace Churachandpur is in such a mess, at times jumble with ethnic conflict and sometimes clutter with gun-fires killing our own brethren for the sake of money or other matter.
There are a lot of reason to be proud about being a Churachandpurians which I have blog about a year ago which is published is Manipur Express and Phualvatimes. Conversely, this is the dark side of the town.
There is no denying that the road of the town is in a bad condition. Lots of speed breaker and potholes showing the welcoming gesture with a bouncy shook.
Here is the story of my trip on the Sugnu road.
It was back in the 04’s, that I remember my last to Suongpeh, for my maternal grandpa’s funeral.
I was in 4th standard at that time, the year when Ccpur is blessed with hailstorm, the size as big as saiseh.
Its 2015 June, My grandma ask me to spend a night with me, as I haven’t visit her since my grandpa passed away. I was eager to visit her. The week before that, I have been on the travelling the same road with the RWUS team heading for Khodaang for a seminar. This time, I am with my mom alone, my mom was not well, we were on a scooty (active) as she cannot bear the pain of being hit up and down sitting in a passenger bus.
I was at the moment excited for I will revisited a place where there are lot of memories and seeing all those exquisite road-side will give me the feeling and recollection of childhood . The journey toward Sugnu was indeed a bumpy one
I remember, the famous Sugnu bus with no window glass, the bora hanging on the windows acting as a parda.  The bus this days are far better than those of which I used to travel.
It’s been 10 years, and there are a lot of changes I encounter on my way to granny’s place. The amount of trees by the road side, and the condition of the road has change. The so called all weather road had been extended to like a few kilometres from Saikot. There are few new villages’ arrangement seen by the roadside. The pitiful condition of the sugnu road had been heard since times. I was expecting much changes in the condition of the road. But to my dismay, the so called pucca road are black top (when I mean black top, I do literally meant it. They colour the top layer of the road with black Alcatraz) this would last for maximum a month or two.
The Sugnu road, the hairpin bend, the flaw potholes are the reason why people escape the road by taking a turn from Moirang for smoother ride.
High time for the concern authority and the people in the area to turn up the stone to make this beautiful roadside view un-seen.
(Views are personal)
For a smother journey towards Sugnu Road.

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