Strewn Petals: A Potpourri of of Tales and Tattles
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Some of you might find the prose part too lyrical and winding, but that is the essence of petals!
Most of the stories and poems relate to the life you can find in the smoky green mountains of the extreme northeastern part of India.
Ponung Ering Angu
The author of this book hails from Arunachal Pradesh, which is nestled in the far north eastern part of India, where she is serving as an officer under the department of women and child development.
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Strewn Petals - Ponung Ering Angu
Copyright © 2015 by Ponung Ering Angu.
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Contents
A Prayer
Pages from the story of the Eves
Among the voices in the dark
Onne
Malati
Jeena
The Girl in the Pink frock.
It all started with that Kick…..
And they bowed and prayed to the neon Gods they made…
The Nut Seller
Innocent Ignorance by Christopher
Memories that came unstuck from a past
My days with Grandma
The River and the fishes
The Swings
The Green Bottles
Chapter I The Train Journey
Chapter II
Chapter III On the road to Mariyang
An encounter with the here and the other world
The Life After
The story of Rashmi
The tale of the Titimiri or the Koya bird
The boy in the Enchanted Forest, a story of a lost boy
Food for the heart & the soul
A BOUQUET OF POEMS
The Journey’s End
The Raped
The Rose
The Drums
One Autumn’s night
Mindless Spirits
Wretchedness
Questions of a child
The woman damned
A Dilemma
The Swings
Mind control
A Song of Praise to the Lord
A toast
Night
Positive thoughts
Petals
There is a place where my soul often wanders
A place strewn with petals from an old peach tree
Along a path of cobbled stones
Where tranquillity speaks in dulcet tones
Beneath the shade of those old peach trees
On those paths I tread with the petals strewn,
with the sounds of crunching stones beneath
Beating a cadence with every step I take
Prologue
I consider life somewhat like a collection of petals…. an amalgamation of different shapes sizes and colours, tinted with moments of humour, wonder, happiness, sorrow, failures and successes and that is why I chose ‘Petals’ as the title of this book.
It is a metaphor for life itself!
Strewn Petals
is a collection of my memoirs some narrations, poems, and short stories some of which I have drawn from some real life encounters I have come across garnished with a bit of fiction and some grandmother’s tales which I am narrating from hearsay.
Some of you might find the prose part too lyrical and winding but that is the essence of petals!
The characters and names in the stories I have mentioned here are fictitious and bear NO resemblance to any one in particular.
If inadvertently, there may have been any similarity in the stories or names that I have narrated here, I reaffirm that the stories are fictitious and not based on any person in particular and that the names and incidents have been picked and drawn at random.
Dedicated to all my loved ones,
Special mention goes to Judojong Padung
and Liam my grandson
A Prayer
Lord raise us at this hour of need
When decay and damnation surround the hours
Tow us across these troubled waters
To your exalted haven where peace does reign
Desert us not at this hour of need
When all but you, have left us not
Release us from this bondage of doom
And lead us through the bridge of life.
Lend us wings to find our way
Grant us strength to fight the dark
Through strife and storm through sun and storm
Stay by us to guide us forth.
No dread of death, nor sorrow and pain
What do we fear when you are nigh
Your love shall heal our wasted souls
and bring us back from the throes of hell.
Pages from the story of the Eves
(To all the eves….. living and dead)
Women today have flung away the age-old shackles of restrictions and bigotries and cut inroads into a world earlier dominated by men and have successfully made rapid strides on the ladder of social standings and in the work places. This can be found in all sections of the society….. at all social levels and classes.
Quietly and firmly many of the female of the species have made their places in their own social strata and ranks today.
But sadly in spite of all this, most women still suffer violence and ignominy within the four walls of their home and many more merely live out their lives dictated by a two faced society who on one side worships goddesses while on the other hand, rape, murder abuse and discriminate women and the girl child in all possible ways.
The stories narrated here are about the troubles and the travails heaped on ill-starred fictitious woman who silently bear their hapless lives to the very end. May it be of high, middle or low class origins they all share a common thread of hurt and humiliation and that of passion and strength.
The names of the protagonists and incidents in the stories narrated here have been picked at random, and bear no actual or intentional reference to any person, community or incident that may have had happened.
Among the voices in the dark
My mind was winding in and out between consciousness and dreams…. my eyelids drooping while I struggled to keep awake as the car raced through the night, with the speedometer showing a speed of 100 t0 120 km/hr on the dark highway with just the headlights focusing on the road and trees that seemed to have a life of their own.
Shadowy figures with crooked bodies silently raced with me fading into the inky darkness that swallowed them up one by one…..
This was when a bandh (strike)was declared in the Dhemaji and Silapathar districts in Assam and I had to journey back alone with my driver risking everything you could well imagine at that hour of the night.
It was late into the night…. or rather a very early dawn…. And I wished for nothing more than to be safely tucked in my bed.
I wistfully looked at the dimmed lights on either side of the road as we whizzed past through a settlement… with a deep yearning to rest, to crash into a dead like sleep on a warm and comfortable bed.
The light of the burning lamps escaping between the slender spaces of the thatched huts creating a glow of ribbed lights, sparked off in me those memories of a yester year when I was posted as a teacher with my husband to a place where there was no electricity……. where we had to walk for 3-4hrs, all uphill after crossing a giddily swaying bridge……
Yes it was in Bameng a remote place in the mountains of Arunachal Pradesh, where I was teaching in a relatively small high school.
It was a nondescript hamlet then, when I had been posted as a junior teacher, with my husband who was serving as an administrative officer there.
Bameng is a beautiful tiny place which seems perpetually wrapped up with a thick cloak of fog in the early and late hours of the day. Followed