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Eastern Mirror weekend supplement
September 15, 2012
Chubawati makes headway in organic tea plantation with Aier Tea Park Imojen Jamir | Em News Network
For many of us, it is difficult to imagine starting a day without a cup of tea. Tea, the aromatic beverage commonly prepared by pouring boiling hot water over cured leaves of the camellia sinensis plant has become the most widely consumed beverage after water. Consumption of tea (especially green) is beneficial to health and longevity given its antioxidant, flavanols, flavanoids and catechins. Tea drinking has recently proven to be associated with cell-mediated immune function of the human body. Its consumption is also strongly associated with calm but alert and focused mental state.
ndia is the second largest producer of tea in the world after China, of which, more than 50% of its production comes from our neighbouring state Assam. Planters in Nagaland have also now made some headway in the green leaves production, especially in Mon and Mokokchung districts. Studies have revealed that the land here is suitable for quality tea production. 20 kilometers away from Mokokchung lives Chubawati Aier and his family in their native village Mopungchuket. He is a resolute personality with immense focus in his work. At 68 years of age now, he goes to work in his garden, “Aier Tea Park” which is now named in memory of I. Sashimeren, at Manglokong that covers 9 acres of tea plantation. He also looks after his cousin Mongsen Aier’s 29 acres of tea plantation at ‘Longermangep’. Though a chowkidar looks after the garden, he reaches the garden at 9 am in the morning daily and leaves only after 5 pm. This has been his daily routine for more than 30 years now. Chubawati is happily married to Marienla Longkumer and the couple is blessed with a son and
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four daughters. Their children are studying in different towns and some are working. Tea plantation has not always been his profession. At the age of 20 he joined the Assam Regiment in 1964. His call of duty for the country was short lived as his mother demised and had to leave the Regiment in 1969 for personal reasons and return home. It was then in 1979 that his uncle Lt Sashimeren Aier, who was the Development Commissioner then, sent him to a training in Habjan Tea Estate near Namrup in Assam along with nine other trainees. It was only him and Lt Takumeren that could complete the training. He returned to his native village after the training and started his own tea plantation in the year 1980. To his knowledge, his tea garden is the oldest in Nagaland. There are nine tea cultivators from his village Mopungchuket and some more from neighbouring villages Süngratsü, Longjang and Yisemyong in the area. Without any tea factory in Nagaland, they have to collectively sell off the green leaves to companies from Mariani at Rs 12 per kilo. The companies send their vehicles to the village to get the leaves. If they personally take it to Mariani, the green leaves is worth Rs 19 per kilo. According to him, 10,000 saplings are planted in a hectare keeping an equal gap of one meter each between the saplings, both horizontally and vertically. The tender leaves can be plucked after three years. As the climate is suitable, there is no need to take extra care of the plants by giving manure except during its plantation. One only needs to uproot the weeds at regular intervals. A single plant gives around 500gm of leaves per week and so a hectare of tea garden would give around 1500-2000 kilos in a week. Chubawati is however unable to pluck the leaves on a weekly basis as the pluckers are novice locals hired from his village and not like the pluckers in Assam. He has experimented by hiring pluckers from Assam at times. His observation is that, being professionals, tea pluckers from Assam takes lesser time to pluck and plucks in such a way
that they will be able to pluck new tender leaves every week. Hiring them every time is however a difficult and an expensive process. Nonetheless, he gives the first preference to the villagers and is contented that local pluckers are also doing a better job with more years of experience now. Chubawati and Mongsen Aier procured a mini crusher in 1986 which is still used for small scale production. They produce tea in few quintals and are sold at Rs 120 per kilo in the market. Chubawati recalls a visiting manager once telling him that the tea grown here is much better in quality than the ones in Assam. According to him Nanda devi is the best quality cultivar available. Along with it, he cultivates the TV- 14 and TV- 19 cultivars. He also has a tea plantation nursery farm where the three mentioned cultivars are available. He nurtures around 50,000 to 60,000 saplings annually which are sold at Rs 3 apiece. When queried if he encouraged tea cultivation, he quickly responds that cultivating tea has lots of benefit in Nagaland, especially as the tea grown here is considered of high quality. He reveals that the green leaves taken from Nagaland is sold as organic tea and sold at a much higher price. “The only problem we face”, he continues, “is a lack of a tea factory nearby”. The Tea Board and the State government have also recently stated that tea cultivation can be a suitable alternative to destructive Jhum cultivation in Nagaland and the abandoned Jhum land can be transformed into eco-friendly tea plantation. Apart from the tea production, Aier Tea Park is also maintained as a park for visitors. It has a two storey concrete building with around 40 chairs and some tables that could accommodate even large group of tourists/visitors. A swimming pool is also under construction that is almost complete now. Visitors can take a plunge into the pond, taste the organic tea and enjoy the serene moments that will make an impact lasting a lifetime. By Lesly Lobeni
he mini skirt first came into being during the 1960s, a torrid time in the history of the world and also fashion. It was a time of change. While many things happened, the Vietnam War, The Beatle, pop art [and my parents’ wedding year in the late 60s] are the only things that pop by in my head! For women, the mini skirt was a symbol or even a metaphor of liberation. Not to be judged in the view of a feminist, but it was like a stance. Right now, it’s difficult for any of us to imagine what the big deal is between wearing a long dress, trousers or a mini skirt. Back then though, it was a bit of a revolution. This little piece of attire was a new concept. No one until then had thought that such a thing was wearable. For the men, well... they got to see legs. Don’t think they were complaining so much when that trend sky rocketed! A shout out to Mary Quant would be a kind gesture. The 80s was one of the most experimental eras. The 1960s and 70s paved the way and soon, society started opening up little by little. For example, the taboo of homosexuality, although
still a touchy topic, was slowly being addressed and it was becoming acceptable. In terms of fashion, it became all about flaunting your assets. From fishnets to spandex, tube tops to the famous Madonna cone bra, acid wash cut out denims to neon; it couldn’t get any more fashionably provocative or experimental! Then came the 90s where suddenly there was a shift in gear and all we saw around us were power suits! Minimal and slouchy, it was a real change in phase. What would come next remained a mystery. To talk about this decade, it is definitely a whole new world. Everything is acceptable and nothing is too outrageous. Thanks to those famous personalities, we also follow along. Whether it’s fortunate or unfortunate is still a debate in my head. I keep weighing the pros and cons and still can’t decide. I think it’s wonderful that we can express ourselves in any way possible now. In a way, I guess fashion does teach us to be a little less judgemental, wouldn’t you say? Not everyone would agree though. I stalk sites like tumblr, chictopia
and lookbook on a daily basis and of late, I’ve seen that skin just seems to be in for both men and women. I think it’s very important for all of us to be comfortable with ourselves. Whatever our imperfections, accepting the way we are and working upon them really is a step forward to being happy with everything that we do. I was recently having a conversation with a blogger friend of mine who is studying in England. She is not model skinny but a normal healthy girl like many of us and she tweeted that she was out wearing a bustier. I tweeted back saying how lucky she was, wearing that outside! She is originally from Calcutta and she replied saying that she tried to wear it there too but the stares were insane! In England though, she felt safe and of course, she was saying that I should just pack up and go somewhere else. If only, right? In terms of fashion, India is still not very acceptable to the ever-changing trends that we are exposed and accustomed to. I know what you’re thinking. I think the same things. It ranges from ‘Damn this country’ to ‘why oh why am I here?’ and finally to ‘I don’t care!
I’ll wear what I want!’ How I wish we could. We live in a country where even wearing shorts seem to be a sin! For us, having grown up in a place like Nagaland where people are not closed minded but accepting of the changes [fashion or otherwise], it’s a difficult notion to get by, believe me! I know. But in this case, for the sake of our own safety, I guess it is important to adhere to the judgement that is passed. I always believe that being the bigger person gives me an elated feeling and a little victory in terms of my conscience. Don’t you think so too? For now, we can only hope that this country moves forward especially in terms of their mentality. In the mean time, let’s just show the rest of the country that we don’t need to be all flashy-fleshy to cause some fashion drama!
With a background in history, Lesly Lobeni left that behind to pursue (fashion) writing for the pure love for it. She is also a fashion blogger and shuffles between her freelance fashion writer and occasional blog projects. She loves to read and finds a thrill in the fast paced city life. Her influence from studying history is evident in her love for all things old and vintage. http://lazymanxcat.blogspot.com | http://facebook.com/lazymanxcat | http://twitter.com/lazymanxcat
Eastern Mirror | Dimapur Saturday | September 15 | 2012
The Talking Animals of Naga Hills: Adventures of Angengyu and Atsügho (Leopard Cat and Otter) - by Xüsali Naga (The author wants to express her disillusionment and hopelessness about the continuing practice of apathetic, rampant hunting and massacre of wildlife in Nagaland through this adaptation of this old Sumi folktale. She fears that killing wild animals and birds for fun, dubious ‘medicinal’ purposes and the incredulous craving for exotic wild meat among the local people is posing an irreversible damage to the rich biodiversity of the region. Xusalix@gmail.com)
t was a dry season. The rains had departed long ago and the onslaught of last winter had turned the forest quite bare. A portion of a forest where a leopard cat once lived had been cleared; every branch, every twig and every grass blade burned down to powdered ashes and crumbling dust by villagers for firewood and for sowing their crops. Columns of smoke still rose from multiple corners of the burned forest and the surrounding area emitted a strong smell that had a suffocating mixture of brunt wood, leaves, herbs, feathers, fur and even charred meat. A leopard cat called Anengyu had escaped the blazing forest by hiding in a small cave for days. His paws scalded and his whiskers burned to half its original size. A week had passed without a morsel of food and the cat was starving; he desperately looked for rats, insects and other small animals but it felt like Mother Nature had abandoned him without any reason. He howled with hunger pangs as his empty tummy growled and his body grew so weak that his vision began to blur; he could feel his agility and strength slowly withering away day by day like a diseased tree. Never had he experienced nor heard of this sort of predicament. Not even a ghost of a smile was left on his face; instead a menacing scowl was permanently plastered across his once chubby lively face. The Sun was high up in the sky, it was probably noon and Anengyu stood helpless thinking of food and feeling faint with hunger. The daylight blinded him as he crawled out of the cave but he was desperate to find food; all he could think about was food, “fresh food, dry food, live food, dead food, small food, even a bunch of grass, any food would do... oh! Someone, somewhere,
please let me find something,” he mumbled to himself as though he was praying to some unknown food-god. He could hear distant crowing of roosters and grunting of pigs from the nearby village and wished he too could live with human beings at that moment. “Wishful thinking is not going to manifest a plump rodent for real, definitely not in this scalded forest-life,” he chided himself, forcing himself out of his desperate afternoon reverie dragging his scrawny body towards the river his attention caught by a movement in the water. “Ah! It’s my friend! What a comforting feeling to see a familiar face in these cursed times,” still muttering to himself the leopard cat brightened up a little and greeted his friend saying, “Holloa! My friend Atsügho, I am in the final stages of murder-by-starvation here but it’s such a relief to see you.” “My friend, that sounds scarily serious! What could I possibly do for you?” the otter replied, emerging from the river shaking the water off his body. Anengyu in the company of his supportive friend managed to pluck up enough courage to think of undertaking a dangerous expedition again. He knew that he could not fail this time with the other as his accomplice. “Desperate times call for desperate measures indeed,” he reassured himself and proposed the idea to his friend: “My friend, do you know that men in the villages rear big fat hens that lay rows and rows of delicious eggs?” asked Anengyu. “We can easily steal a few hens and eggs and enjoy a lavish feast together... imagine plump chicken drumsticks and such scrumptious yellow yolk... ooah!” Anengyu coaxingly spoke, salivating, licking his bruised paws, as though he had just devoured the Village Chief’s share of steaming aromatic rice and spicy smoked pork and bamboo shoot platter, to emphasise the treat that awaited them. “Slurp! Chicken must be a lot better than fish...let’s go immediately,” said Atsugho enthusiastically, his mouth already watering with the thought of unknown pleasurable delicacies that awaited him. Atsugho had no idea how to steal from hu-
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Trivia: From 1970 through 1990, Nancy Walker played the role of a waitress who promoted Bounty paper towels. She became famous for the line, “the quicker picker-upper.” What was the first name of Nancy’s character on these commercials? Answer: _______________________________________
Across 2. The first book in the poetical section in the Old Testament 4. “Give heed to the voice of my ____, my King and my God” 8. First woman 10. The twelfth month of the Jewish calendar 12. “For what does the Scripture _____?” Romans 4:3 13. It is where the Good Samaritan was from 16. Where the household of Korah had its end Numbers 16:31-33 18. Lacking sharpness of edge or point 20. Worn on the foot 22. Third king of Judah 24. “Blessed are you among women, and blessed is the _____ of your womb!” Luke 1:42 25. “Love suffers long and is kind; love does not _____.” 26. “We shall all stand before the judgment _____ of Christ.” Rom. 14:10 27. The seventh book of minor prophets 28. “But he who endures to the _____ shall be saved.” Matthew 24:13 30. “The flesh and the ______ he burned with fire outside the camp.” 31. “And when he came to the ____, he cried out with a lamenting voice to Daniel.” 32. “You will receive the crown of glory that does not _____ away.” 35. Mary wrapped Jesus in swaddling cloths and laid Him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the _____ 36. “Then those who gladly received his word were _______” Acts 2:41 39. “Woe to the women who _____ magic charms on their sleeves.” 40. The rebuilding of the wall of Jerusalem was finished on the twenty- fifth day of this month. 41. To receive from a parent at the time of their death 42. Jesus said, “Drink from
man beings and he was uncertain if it was the right thing to do: “my friend, I have never taken anything from a man’s house; what is it like?” Not wanting to frighten his friend in their maiden mission, Anengyu answered in a nonchalant manner, “A piece of fish! Nothing to worry about, my friend; it’s the humans who destroyed our forest and all the choicest food we had, we have every right to take what they possess in abundance...let us hurry” he added, justifying their position. So saying the two friends swiftly made their way to the village; Atsügho totally unaware of the perils ahead. They waited for many moments for dusk hiding by the bamboo groves below the line of granaries made of thatch standing on high platforms filled with countless fragrant paddy and golden maize kernels. They stealthily entered a coop filled with rows and rows of hens and roosters in their nest made of bamboo shavings. With sharp animal instinct and immaculate precision, they scanned their targeted area of crime operation with quick predator vision. Then they zeroed in to particularly attractive, shiny brown obese hen dozing her eyes out, drooping and raising her fat feathery neck every now and then like she was chanting a painfully slow folksong about lost loves in her sleep. Anengyu signalled Atsügho to be quiet and quickly pounced upon the plump hen grabbing her by her wings. But the hen instantaneously cried, “claa claa claack claack!” screeching at the top of her avian vocal organ alarming the entire chicken battalion to run helter-skelter flapping, jumping, clucking creating a cacophony of agitated chicken-sounds quickly summoning the owner with a red hot blazing piece of firewood. (...to be continued) Inviting short story writers. Through this page, Eastern Mirror aims to provide a platform for Naga writers to exhibit as well as hone their writing skills. Let the readers be provoked through your art of story telling. Interested writers can send their materials to firstname.lastname@example.org
- Rev Dr Toshi Langu
Lord of the Garbage Dump
nce upon a time in a far far away land, just a few kilometers before reaching Kohima, there was a humongous garbage dump where all the dirt and refuse of the capital city’s denizens used to be dumped. The stinking stench of this dump was so overwhelming it used to envelop the place as if a dark evil cloud was shrouding the whole area. Human waste, excrements and all kinds of contaminated waste matters made this place outrageously disgusting, sordid and malevolent, inhabited only by filthy rodents and countless swarms of mosquitoes. This famous place was located right on the National Highway 36 and, therefore, every Tom, Dick and Harry or anybody whether rich or poor, high or low who passed this way were subjected to chastisement by the sky high stench. This dump side was so devilishly unclean and unhealthy that one night the heavens opened against it and was washed away overnight in a gigantic landslide, never to be seen again by human eyes. However, in its heyday, before it was washed away forever, under some trees, surrounded by the filthy stinking garbage and on top of the dump lived an old plainsman. He lived alone in a small shelter made from the plastic sheets and torn cardboard boxes salvaged from the dump around him. All the year round he reclaimed countless bagfuls of all kinds of things, which formed mountains of bags, stacked against the trees. These he used to sell to middlemen who in turn sold it to recycling companies. Life, for the Lord of this dump, was good. This old plainsman was the Lord of the garbage dump. There was none above him but every bit of filthy garbage, dirty rodents and all the pestering tormenting mosquitoes were under him. He was the Lord over every inch of the dump and he looked it, he lived it and he liked it. He used to sit there on top of the garbage dump and survey his domain with pride, as if to say, like King Nebuchadnezzar, “ Is not this great Dump mine to dig, mine to pick and mine to dispose off as I wish for my glory? Am I not the Lord of this mighty heap of trash?” etc,. He seemed to throw this challenge everyday to no one in particular and none answered him back. Only silence greeted him. There was none to contest His Lordship. Even the rodents, mosquitoes and the sky high stench seemed to keep quiet. Near or far, there was none equal to him. He was matchless. Then one day, about decade or so ago, maybe a little more, the Lord of the Garbage Dump disappeared as suddenly and mysteriously as he appeared. Did he perish with the garbage dump that fateful night? No, I don’t think so. He was long gone before that. Nobody can tell me when, where, how and why he went. He just vanished as quietly and unceremoniously as he came. Anyway, let it be as it may. As I walk down memory lane and reminisce about the garbage dump and the man that used to live there, I can still vividly see the filthy garbage dump, with a momentary whiff of its stench, and the old man sitting there leaning against the mountain of recycled trash. As I tell this story, our thoughts unconsciously dwell on the poor old man and we feel pity for him not realizing that he is a picture of you and me and each one of us. The old man is you. He is me. He is he. He is she. He epitomizes each and every one of us- in a spiritual way.
it, all of you. For this is only begotten Son.” people described My blood of the_____ 21. “For as _____ as you those among them covenant, which is shed for eat this bread and who were not Jews many for the remission of drink this cup, you 34. The number of sins.” proclaim the Lord’s apostles to which death till He comes” Matthias was added. Down 23. “Your rod and Your 37. To give out by 1. A group of soldiers _____ they comfort measure 3. “Let them shut and _____ me.” 38. “My ______ runs the doors” 29. To fall into ruin over” 5. A partitioned place on the 31. Friend of Shadrach, 39. “Behold! The Lamb inside of a building Meshach, and of God, who takes 6. The children of Israel Abednego away the ____ of the passed through the Red 33. How the Jewish world!” Sea as on _____ ground Answer in next issue of Mirror Plus 7. Hymenaeus and Alexander made shipwreck of this LasT Week’s Answers 8. “Eye has not seen, nor _____ heard, nor have entered into the heart of man, the things which God has prepared for those who love Him.” 9. Jacob’s twin 11. Of this man it was said, “A prince and a great man has fallen this day in Israel.” 13. Killed violently 14. John the Immerser said, “Even now the ___ is laid to the root of the trees.” 15. “_____ chatter lends only to poverty” Proverbs 14:23 17. John was banished to the _____ of Patmos 19. “For God so _____ the world, that He gave His
In life, it is human nature to set our minds on wealth and think greatly of worldly riches. Many of us go to great lengths in the business of wealth accumulation as if it is the most important thing in life. Many have amassed enormous land properties, big enough to built cities and towns and enough for their children and their children’s children and so on, foolishly not realizing that all we really need is a plot of land measuring 6 feet long, 4 feet wide and 4 feet deep, that also for only one day. They also don’t realize that what they work so hard to acquire today is going to become somebody else’s, sometimes even before the day is done. We are fond of erecting grandiose buildings and set great store in having palatial residences. It has become the order of the day for many a wealthy ones to build summer houses and winter houses, houses for children, for grand children and for great grand children. They employ security guards with guns and erect mighty walls to protect their property, oblivious of the word of God that says, “Unless the Lord builds the house its builders labour in vain, Unless the Lord watches over the city, the watchmen stand guard in vain”. In the olden days many Naga tribes set great store by the number of enemy heads they collected as trophies, but today it has been exchanged for cars. The bigger and the costlier the car the prouder the owner. The more cars a person owns, the more highly esteemed he is. People have become so materialistic that a mentality of, “What is mine is mine, what is yours will also be made mine, and what the government’s is also mine” has impregnated the minds of our people. This has resulted in our people to suffer,( from top to bottom- the higher up they are, the more they suffer) from AIDS. AIDS= Acquired Integrity Deficiency Syndrome. This is why our land is in the grip of an Integrity famine. Many people even go to great lengths to buy honors, awards, fame, reputation, degree, respect and thereby glorifying oneself. But what is the use? All the fame, wealth and riches of the world are temporal and perishing. Today here, gone tomorrow. When our time is up, everything whatsoever, becomes inconsequential all of a sudden. When we consider life in this manner, we are, every one of us, just like that old man who lorded over the garbage dump. All our status, our wealth and riches, our achievements, power and authority etc, are just so much trash and rubbish. Everything we treasure here on earth are equivalent to filthy rags and garbage. You may think you are somebody great, but you are, whether you like it or not, the lord of just your garbage dump, and I am the lord only of my dump. We think too big of ourselves, we talk too big for ourselves, and we act too big for our size, but if we are humble enough to realize that we are not so big and so important after all; and if we are wise enough to recognize that what we are treasuring is just so much garbage; and if we are sensible enough to understand that what we are lording over is just a heap of rubbish, then we still have some hope to look forward to in the future.
Bliss by Harry Bliss ...inviting an elderly family member to live with you
“Just because your father and I have decided to get married, it doesn’t mean we love you any less.”
(Rev Dr Toshi Langu is an Associate Pastor at Ao Baptist Church, Kohima and has an inherent interest in illuminating the intrigues and foible of the versatility of human life through writing. The writer can be contacted at - email@example.com)
Eastern Mirror | Dimapur Saturday | September 15 | 2012
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erhaps we still have a very long way to go but it is quite clear that our state workers are making sincere and serious efforts to get closer and understand each other better. This is manifest in several reports in our local dailies, as also the general opinions made public by groups. No let’s not have too many illusions and let’s not even begin to think that we have arrived to the legacy of peace but definitely so far things point towards some steps in that direction. Decades of hurt, suspicions and apprehensions cannot be deleted overnight with the push of a button. There are still numerous steps to be taken that can begin only in the human heart and mind and these are not easy steps to take. But these are steps that must be taken to resolve numerous conflicts in our society, which spills over our state, as a natural corollary. We have given date, time and places of the origin of our political movement but we have not given a name to our sense of loss at being tossed about by the changing politics and economics of a world that was being turned tipsy-turfy at a certain point of human history. Perhaps we failed to see and read clearly the situation of that time, when colonial powers were increasingly defeated and another new world order was taking
shape. Perhaps we failed to see our place in that jigsaw puzzle of a changing world order and failed to read the writings in the wall. Perhaps, oh there are so many perhaps in life but whatever this numerous perhaps, the point is that we have lived with too much pain, anger, distrust, suspicion and many apprehensions, which we have turned into insurmountable walls around us and kept one another distanced from each other. These walls must be broken and we must see the faces of the person living next door, as much as we must show our faces to the persons living next door, otherwise peace won’t be ours. Never has freedom of speech and expression been more needed in our society because when we speak out of our minds, discuss debate and communicate! We begin to understand each other and even realize that there is always a point to another persons’ opinion’s and even emotions. It is time for us to question concepts such as dominant opinions after all even if democracy works along the lines of the majority, Can we honestly say majority is always right? We also know that concepts such as dominant opinion etc. are sometimes well planned and executed. Yes, there have been instances of manipulated opinions across the world, the prime e.g. being election results of several democratically held elections in
several parts of the world, even under the observation of wide bodies. As far as we are concerned, perhaps it is time to allow a free flow of all opinions, dominant or not, and free flow of philosophies, beliefs, thoughts, ideas and principles. Surely, somewhere in them do we all find our answers? For small communities like ours, survival is primary and all know that sometimes we need to take a step backward to move two steps forward and not only that, we know that sometimes we get a better view of things when we stand far and not near. Lets also open our minds to the fact that the other person may have the best of intentions but his/her approach may not be according to our liking or he/ she may not use the right words to describe his/her opinions. In brief, time is less and it has come for us to look at each other with less suspicious eyes and more open hearts, resolving situations in a society full of conflicts is not an easy task but let us also consider that some of the conflicts affecting our society may not even be before our own making. Let’s listen to ourselves first before we allow others to speak for us. All efforts to get closer and understand each other must continue and we should not let anything or anybody divert our attention towards this end. Peace wont reach us if we don’t go towards it. Peace won’t come by communal clashes! We definitely are not in the right legacy to “peace”! Let peace arrive in our homeland! PEACE! PEACE! PEACE! all we need is “PEACE”. MAY GOD BLESS US ALL AND OUR MOTHERLAND! THANK YOU YOURS TRULY MANN VAM DE SAINIK SCHOOL PUNGLWA
Mistake Always Haunts Me Mistake always haunts me mistake always haunts me I thought I could but never did I Secretly I did but secretly did it haunts With best I did but with best it haunts Trying to be perfect but never was I perfect. Cried I, “why can’t I escape the trap?” Recollecting how I was caught Red handed was I always been Blaming them for they’re never been
here are a large number of diseases that can affect a hog/ pig and this will vary from place to place depending on the area where you live and raise pigs. Many diseases are entirely preventable as you need to keep the feed lots and houses sanitary, unclean and filthy lots and houses will encourage disease. Below are some of the common diseases and conditions prevalent world wide : African Swine Fever This is likened to hog cholera and is the most devastating of all swine diseases. It is caused by a virus and can withstand heat, putrefaction and dryness. Symptoms include high fever, no appetite, red skin and depression. A very high percentage will die from this. Call your veterinarian if you become suspicious of this disease. Anaemia This strikes mostly small pigs with a lack of iron and copper from the soil. Symptoms will include, weakness, breathing problems, swollen conditions around the head and shoulder and loss of appetite. Consult your veterinarian for the proper nutritional control on the feeding. Arthritis This disease can result in heavy losses as pigs won’t feed correctly and you need to feed longer to get the hog to market. The cause is bacteria and also an injury could cause arthritis. Damp, rough or cold floors can contribute. Symptoms include joint swelling, then hardness, stunted growth or going lame. Streptococus the bacteria
And the mistake who failed to caught them. Depress and anger; my mind and heart “Why can’t I escape the trap?” I looked up and saw a smile “Don’t ever think of it” my child Let escape escapes you
Common Diseases Of Pigs ANIMAL CARE
with Dr Michael Imchen
B.V.Sc & A.H, M.Sc.A.P.M,C.USG & R. Veterinary Surgeon Animal Concern, Circular Road
Wedekhro Naro, Kohima College
At Nature’s Deathbed - Arien Jamir
The cock crows at 4 here. Fulfilling as Nature granted him. How many of us have failed to fulfill our own roles? Simply, to be a child, a friend, a lover. What failure! We have become irreconcilable. Sparrows will greet you on the streets, Throughout the way. Much better than meeting a friend, Who disappears for the rest of the day. The moon looks more delicate. A brighter dot in a brighter sky. How often we fail to look, to see at all? The things we have missed. Alas! The things we shall miss. See! the road is not too bad. Though in a car, it might break your back. Dogs are ceremoniously still on guard. And men are unfortunately still in bed. Life starts early here. Not humans, we have forgotten to live. How have we become so? We preach and we teach many great things. But we neglect greatly the simple things. The scavenger’s son is busy at his father’s work, For him, everything is what we have wasted. For us, what we have is never enough, though enough. We rarely share. The deficits of selfishness can never be filled Slowly, when the trucks come, All this glory shall be lost. How have we failed to defend it from ourselves? Oh! How mercilessly we rush with no care. What a vile man to steal from his own mother! As the trucks arrive. The kingdom of nature hides away. A kingdom of peace and blessings, It does not put up a fight. It gently disappears from our eyes, in our creations.
Sonnet of G The night covers me with its shadows, And time just seems to be slowing down. Sadness awaits me on the morrow, Calling out to me with a frown. Closing my eyes I see your face, Your promising voice saying you’d stay. Covering me in your warm embrace,
which causes this disease can be treated in the early stages by your veterinarian. Baby-pig Hypoglycemia This means there is not enough sugar in the blood and it will affect baby pigs during the first three days after being farrowed. The cause is unknown and not contagious. Pigs become listless, don’t want to nurse and usually die. Consult your veterinarian. Bordetella Rhinitis This is caused by atrophyic rhinitis, an infection of the nasal cavity by Bordetella bronchiseptica. This is an organism that gets into wounds or scratches in the mouth or nose of pigs, can be spread from the sow to the baby pig. Symptoms are sneezing, also a wrinkling of the snout, rough hair coat and they become poor doers. There are preventive measures for this disease. Brucellosis or Bang’s Caused by Brucella suis, an infectious organism that is spread from animal to animal through contact and by contaminated water, afterbirth and feed. Symptoms are premature abortion of litters, sterility, inflammation of the uterus or womb, testicles and joints. Consult your veterinarian but there isn’t much that can be done except in a preventive manner. Hog Cholera This is causes by a small virus in the blood and body tissue of an infected animal and spreads quickly through the urine and faeces as well as the nose and mouth by secretions. Symptoms
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I never thought you’d walk away. Never thought I would again be sad, Wishing I could go back in time. Living in our past never coming back, Back when I thought you would always be mine. Now reality stabs me right in the heart, Reminding me it’s only beginning to get hard.
include fever, loss of appetite, eyes with a discharge and wanting to be in a dark area. Usually there is no help for this disease, but consult your veterinarian for help. Clostridium Enteritis This affect pigs during the first week after farrowing, is caused by Clostridium perfringens Type C bacteria. Symptoms include scours, diarrhoea, weakness and wanting to be near warmth. Consult your veterinarian for a diagnosis and for help. Coccidiosis This is caused by several coccidia and Isospora suis appears to be the most serious. Symptoms appear from 5 days to 5 weeks old, by diarrhoea, listless and showing stress, dehydration will follow. This is very fatal at times. Sanitation and heat requirements will help, but consult your veterinarian. Mange Caused by a parasite which burrow into the skin of the animal and lodges there. This is of zoonotic importance which means it passes on from animals to humans and vice-versa. It causes itching, dryness, scaling and thickening of skin. Basic prevention is good sanitation. Consult your veterinarian for better diagnosis. (Dr Michael Imti Imchen can be contacted for pet and animal care related queries and concerns at email@example.com. Mobile-09436072892)
Eastern Mirror | Dimapur Saturday | September 15 | 2012
NaGa Orpheus Hunt 2012: Williams sisters’ fury 18 contestants make it through over new film about their meteoric rise
In the midst of a below-par performance from majority of contestants of Naga Orpheus Hunt Season 2012 Screening Round today, two contenders rose to the occasion to lift the spirit of the judges and make them comment they are the reason that makes their judging work easier. EM News Network
n an all time low with some contestants forgetting their lyrics, one abruptly stopping in the middle of a song with request to sing a pitch higher, or comment from a judge of a “song that sounded like dragging a dead buffalo” star performance from Thunglamo and Wapang came as respite. And they became the judges’ favorites for this season’s show. And after all the groaning, sarcasm and griping of not paying attention to the tips given individually to the contestants during the audition, 18 were selected out of the 24 contestants. Gothard’s Lonely People and Beyonce’s rendition of Ave Maria
turned out to be a favorite among the contestants. As with the judges, a rendition of the ever popular festive song- ‘We wish you a Merry Christmas’ compelled on some contestants brightened up their moods to some end. Judges of NOH Season 2012 are Tali Angh, Ate Kevichusa and Nise Meruno. The next round-a Performance Round (which will be recorded) is slated on October 3 on the same venue and their music video consecutively aired in local channel for the commencement of public voting. The screening round today was held at Go Karting, Highway 39 (29), Padumpukhuri. The 18 contestants
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The 18 contestants that made it through the Screening Round on Friday
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NOH host Arenla Lemtur speaking on the record as judges Tali Angh, Ate Kevichusa and Nise Meruno tally on the contestants’ performance.
making it through the Screening Round of NOH Season 2012 are Ngukavi, Houvino, Manchai Phom,
Pauong , Mhayani, Bendangmenla, Temsuakum, Thunglamo, Toshi Lenda, Wapang
Longkumer, Sashikokba, Aghali, Roselyn, Temwang, Kanato, Neilhou, Yenwang
enus and Serena Williams have withdrawn support for a film which offers an unprecedented insight into their private lives following a disagreement over the portrayal of their father, Richard Williams. Up until a couple of days ago, the sisters had been expected to make a red carpet appearance at the film’s world premiere this week at the Toronto International Film Festival. The premiere of ‘Venus and Serena’, shot by ABC News veterans Maiken Baird and Michelle Major, had even been scheduled to follow the US Open, where Serena achieved her fourth singles victory last Sunday. However the sisters, Venus in particular, are understood to have been unhappy over the portrayal of Richard Williams as a controlling figure. Compiled from 450 hours of footage, the famously guarded stars had awarded the filmmakers access to shoot in their homes, hotels and even hospital rooms over the course of a year. Neither sister asked for any preconditions before filming began. The film includes footage which covers their father’s habit of
interrupting his daughters’ interviewers from off-camera and the 78page manifesto in which he plotted out the Grand Slam winning careers of his girls when they were in elementary school. Williams’ personal life is also scrutinized, including the children he fathered out-of-wedlock. ‘It’s disappointing to us,’ Major told. ‘We have a lot of respect for them and think their story is very inspiring.’ She declined to elaborate on the reasons for the Williams’ change of heart. The documentary follows the rise of the two Compton natives to the pinnacle of their sport, their lives behind-the-
scenes and the colorful personalities who have guided them or been part of their rise. It is largely complimentary to the sisters, showing their work ethic and their humor. After viewing the film in August, Venus Williams had an extensive conversation with filmmakers raising her objections over how her father was portrayed. Though some small tweaks were made, they were not sufficient to change her mind. The filmmakers said they were saddened by the Williamses’ response. ‘We think this is an important story, and we can only hope Venus and Serena come to see it that way too,’ said Baird.
Bond legend Sir Roger Moore abused by
his former wives
Tshering Wonggal Lama, finalist of North East Highway Star Voice Hunt Season-2 performing during the promotional concert organized by Dimapur Gorkha Union at Town Hall on Friday evening. Other renowned artistes from Nagaland also performed during the show. NPF Secretary and former DMC member Lipok Pongen was the chief guest. The concert was sponsored by Tata Motors. Photo courtesy: Manen Aier
Sir Roger Moore has alleged he was a victim of domestic violence in two of his turbulent marriages. The actor, who has been married four times, claims his first wife Doorn van Steyn would scratch him during explosive arguments which blighted their seven-year union. In a candid interview with Piers Morgan for his Life Stories TV series, Moore recalls, “She would scratch me. My mother was always petrified when I went home to see that I had more scars. The marriage was doomed. She threw a pot of tea at me. I’d been sunbathing in the garden, I came up and I’d taken off my pants and I gave her some smart Alec answer and this teapot came hurtling at me.” He also accused the ice skater of attacking his doctor, adding, “I cut my hand open once and we went round to the local GP and she said to him, ‘Aren’t you going to do anything?’ and punched him. Which made a change because normally she punched me! I said, ‘Right, that’s it, that’s the end, I’m leaving.’” The Live and Let Die star admits their most bitter bust-up came after Squires discovered his affair with Italian actress Luisa Mattioli. He says, “Dorothy was not happy. She threw a brick through my window. She reached through the glass and grabbed my shirt and she cut her arms doing it. The police came and they said, ‘Madam, you’re bleeding’ and she said, ‘It’s my heart that’s bleeding.’ And it probably was but there you go - I’m selfish.”
A Doctrinal book titled ‘Yisu Khrista Asen Teimla’ (Jesus Christ Our Hope) authored by K Imliyanger Jamir was released today by Rev C Allem, Pastor, Ao Baptist Church Padumpukhuri. The author K Imliyanger Jamir is Fellowship In-charge of Yimsen Fellowship and has authored the following books namely -‘Naga Insurgency (A Study); Mulung Ajemer and Metiasem.
James Cameron to finally put an end to Titanic story
itanic director James Cameron is teaming up with a team of reality TV boffins
in a bid to prove the film’s hero, played by Leonardo DiCaprio, did not die in vain in the freezing waters of the North Atlantic.
In the smash-hit movie, DiCaprio’s character Jack Dawson and Kate Winslet’s Rose DeWitt Bukater are left clinging to a plank of
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floating debris after the cruise ship sinks following a collision with an iceberg en route to America. Experts insist the lovers would have been able to stay afloat on the plank
of wood until help arrived, but the moviemaker is keen to prove them wrong - and he has joined forces with the stars of TV’s Mythbusters to make his case.
He tells, “It’s interesting ‘cause I think MythBusters is gonna tackle this problem, and I’m gonna help them do it, actually. We’re gonna put it to rest.
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