Straight from the HEART: Lunggel Lentuol

Director: L Doungel Cast: Lhingkhonei , Thangkhanlal haokip, Hoinu Touthang, Vahneikim Baite, Remax Haoneo, Khailet Haokip Story:  In the wake of the “ Henu neingailou hitam ” which generate a vital remark in the history of cinema not only amongst the Thadou-Kuki community in and around the state but also with the non-thadou speaking community, The Niso film institute rouse again in the arena of films to cheer us up with the part 2 of “ henu neingailou hitam?”. The movie as we bring to mind: was one of the most successful films which upswing from the town. I was in Class 1 during the reign of “ Henu neingailou hitam ”. I remember being left out when my sisters went for the movie. I can also vividly put up the memories of the team while shooting for a dance scene near the ST.Mary’s Gammang(forest, as we use to refer) . Number of girls were made to dance and we were fully excited to witness the shooting of the films. 

1.      Born in a town, my experience with nature is comparatively less compare with friend who spent their childhood in the interior village life. The first experience I can recall is back in the 1998-99 when an ethnic conflict took place in my district between two communities which one was them was my tribe. We move to a place where it was safe for my community to be, it was a centre for the villagers who come to sell their goods and take them to the town. I could barely remember what was happening, I get to recall this from my sisters who were too scare to tell my parents that I was surround by a snake. They told me that I did not even notice the snake around my leg. In the Manipuri’s folktale, they said that the very day. The snakes are too excited as they see the rains and comes out in plenty number on this day. This whole story of mine was retold by my sister. 2.      This experience was back in the 2000’s. The whole village was inspired by a family who planted banana in

She who bears soreness for 9 months in the womb like the gourd. She who hold me in the warm thigh She who holds me tight in her earnest arm She embrace me with love She care me alike a hen care for the eggs. How am I to settle up your love? She upkeep me than that of the well-to-do kid The tender care of her warm arm Deep in the heart, she keep an eye on me She who doesn’t allow a my stomach to be unfilled She who overcome all kind of pain to make my life live a worth How am I to settle up your love? Embarrassment and dishonour: she confronted So that I’d be someone who’ll make her proud one day The eager pause she had to see me grow up She holds me and make me the one who I am today Who never covered and hid me How am I to pay up for your love? Mother/ Chunnu/ henu

  Don’t dress in revealing clothing. Don’t go out at night. Cities are not safe, continue your studies at home. This usual advice has been given to us a lot of time to us. Right? Or you might have come across this advice given to your female friend. The discussion that follows after any rape incident is scarcely on the victims personal how, why. When the news of rape flooded, “Numei chavei hija” (a slut) and more statement on how the society blame the victim.  Thanks to the matriarchal system of the Khasis, garo and jantia tribes of Meghalaya. The whole north-eastern states of India has been perceived as unique part of India where women rule the society. Women in this reason are free and are more liberated in compare with the rest of the women in the country. However, suppression of women can be patently visible. Most women fail to recognise the bias attitude embedded in their traditional customary norms and culture and hence they refuse to recognise themselves as prejudices lot

There was once a time during my school days when we used to bunk class for many reasons one of which was to watch a local football tournament SK tournament which is one of the biggest tournament in our district. Churachandpur in Manipur hometown of well-known sportsperson like Mary Kom, the 5 time world Champion Boxer and a bronze medallist in India and the world. Leaving aside other game, the love of football is at peak. The largest gathering in the district can be seen during a final match of any big tournament going up to ***8*8 Well, if I am to tell you why we love the game like every other football fans I don’t have a reason. Its in our blood. You can witness old men over in their 80s in the stand (No, we don’t have a stand, to be more detailed we don’t have a stadium not even a mini stadium,  we sit on the grass and even on trees if you can get the drift of the game from there and even on electric post and towers) But that does not stop us from following the game. And the