A VERY VERY HAPPY AND A PROSPEROUS NEW YEAR TO EVERYONE:)

Song lyrics (Taayonaraba Punshi)

TAAYONARABA PUNSHI

Laayengfam Khangdre Loveta gnaore nishasu changdre
Ahing Nongan taayonare, tumba chaba changdare
Pale thamoida tengumna, laikanaduna laire nungshi heiruba eihakti
Tume ui, chare ui, omnipotentka haibadura nahakse

Kethorakpadi shetli hai
Pakhang mayaam ngaohalli hai
Nungshi bana gnaore eidi
Miyammangda tare eekai khangdaba

Yumdagi mapaan thokta thoklaku phage ngasidi khangani
Apsara maanbi nahaakse oidum oithokke eihaaki
Eshak makna phajadrabasu, thamoidi paali eihaksu
Paisa paidrabasu nahakidi wathalloi karimata waganu

Kethorakpadi shetli hai
Pakhang mayaam ngaohalli hai
Nungshi bana gnaore eidi
Miyammangda tare eekai khangdaba


Nungshibi eihakida oibiraku
Gaari achouba tonghange, phiron phajaba leibige
Sheba tounaba thambige, keragada leiyu
Chaakhansi paakhang mayaam

Sense & Supremacy

Talk, do not hush

Listen, don’t behave numb

Be smart & don’t be a dumb

Argue & do not whisper

Question & don’t mortify,

Educate & do not brawl.

Be superior & you’ll not feel victimized.

MEKHELE – LONG FORGOTTEN

I’ve spent my childhood rollin’ on the mud
The vital element of making the valley so green
Twistin’ in the stream as pure as a holy river
A miraculous childhood that never last for long

Days came to hit the road and start a new
The place I loved the most I had to leave
Encounterin’ the alien locale was not fun
But got adapted with the passing moments
Kept myself amused yet the feeling of nostalgic!

One day I packed my bags and headed in search of that long lost thrill
As I landed, I had no idea where I was
The place was very new to me
A much immature place that was…..

I saw a smile that was welcoming me
My Mother! I realized, yes I’m in Mekhele ‘Manipur’
A sentiment of melancholy, past no more exist neither future.
Flooded by tears that have no value.

Death Valley dearth of verve
Coming back to the town show me your zeal
Summon the existence and release the fatality
Promise me an August feeling!!

Higher the hills virtue cannot reach
Green no more has its charm
We were four but today, only three
Lost in the pandemonium; my friends
Let not destiny rule our terra firma
Let’s built every diminishing houses

Our happiness, our laughter. Dig it! Find it!
Hey hey this is not you
You promised us a more contented life
The soil still smells good as in the times of yore
Be no different, you can be the same
Oh Mama! Oh Papa! Give us hope,
Let us dwell serenely in ‘Our Valley’.

War

The war goes on and on, there are so many innocent people who suffered whole through their life for sins they have not done. Many lives have lost and many in misery. Creation of the lord which meant for peace and beauty has become a graveyard. We can see man’s destruction everywhere. Everywhere there is sadness and despair. The place meant for peace is no more in peace but in great turmoil. ‘Love’ the purest word doesn’t exist anymore. ‘Hatred’ is what we experience every day. The war is never ending, it goes on and on and we are waiting for the third coming of the Lord!!

Limericks

There was a woman from Wales,
Who loves males and walked like a snail
One day she climbed a mountain
A frog came out of a fountain
And she swam with the Whales.

Limericks

She is a princess of Ireland
But looks like a piece of garland
She broke her nail
And burst in pain
A prince came running to catch the hen.

Limericks

He is a god of love,
And fly like a dove
In prison with bars
And in dungeon so far
He wears a lovely glove.

Limericks

She is a girl of nine
And drink a lot of wine
Angel broke her crown
And looked around
To see the house of blind...