Waking up in a house whose owners or occupants I did not know, had never seen or heard of, after a warm and restful sleep, was for me a maiden experience. For, the night before a couple of our good friends from the village had led Joma and me after dinner and shown us to this cozy single room. Now in the morning, it was both singular and pleasant to sit with Athein and her husband sipping the warm spicy tea she had made, unable to comprehend the dialect that Joma was talking to… Continue

As I wake up in Dimapur, Nagaland, after the best two days of rejuvenating CLCP that we had in the nearby Maova group of villages, it is time for a quick reflection on what we soaked in before other waves of incidents wash away impressions of the last two days from the shores of our minds.…

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