Tangkhul Yorla in Guwahati| Luira Phanit

To Yorla| One Who Has Found a New Home
My daughter,
It was our destiny to raise you
And your destiny to end up where you belong.
How long is your journey?
And how big is your luggage?
How much of home can you carry?
We will pack you the finest pork ham and yam,
The long beans and lemon basil seeds,
To grow and watch seasons in flowerpots.
If we could, we would pack the mountain’s cold
So harsh that it cracks even a child’s face.
To remind you, living has never been easy.
You’ll never have to climb this ravine again,
Or watch your children leave home for school.
So young, never staying, permanently parting.
But you’ll yearn for the cuckoo’s song,
And when your children leave home,
You will think of us even more.
So if we could, we would wrap the memory of this land
On plantain leaf and pray it stays young,
Always probing, always belonging.
By Jim Wungramyao Kasom
(Cradling memories of my Land)
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[@Zimikathan]

Leishina daleikho 🤗

[@somithangal3836]

Such loving, heartwarming and beautiful moments. Appreciated, TWSG.❤️😍

[@MEISUM.]

Oja Somi! You are one of our best and closest Bro-in-law of TWSG. We dearly missed your presence. Thanks for taking care of our sister. God bless you.

[@ashito362]

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