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Mizo Writings in English: Always on the outside, looking in - Baruk Feddabon

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Mizo Writings in English. Wednesday, June 24, 2015. Always on the outside, looking in - Baruk Feddabon. Always on the outside,. Nose flat against the window pane. Fogging it up till each. Little breath becomes a. Round and cold, and often. In to and out of. Round and round the merry rascals ran. All around the (bloody) mulberry bush. Uphill and downhill and inmylady's chamber. Reveal a startled reflection,. Nose flat against the window pane. Fogging it up till each. Little breath becomes a. Picture Windo...

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Mizo Writings in English: Two Non-Mizo Poems in English of Mona Zote: An Observation - S.D. Baral

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Mizo Writings in English. Monday, March 23, 2015. Two Non-Mizo Poems in English of Mona Zote: An Observation - S.D. Baral. In an early poem (2008), The Idiot Goes to Hell. How could a mother go cool over her son’s death? Why does the idiot choose the graveyard with “a precise cross” to hang himself? How to know the idiot’s inner psyche to die on the cross? Prof S.D. Baral. Monday, March 23, 2015. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Please do leave feedback by way of observations and comments on the posts.

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Mizo Writings in English: If this is January - Zualteii Poonte

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Mizo Writings in English. Saturday, January 10, 2015. If this is January - Zualteii Poonte. January is the slow, quiet time of year. When we sit back and relax. After the rush of the Christmas season. And bask in the sun, warming our backs. And eating sweet oranges. Not a time when crime explodes in our faces:. When young men go missing. And their bloated, blackened corpses are found. And skinny young dark men arrested. And charged nine long days later. When carnage runs wild, free as blood. Summer has b...

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Mizo Writings in English: DISCLAIMER

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Mizo Writings in English. Monday, May 25, 2015. I believe it necessary to actually bump up the disclaimer here. 169; Permission granted to reproduce only for academic use. Reproduction on media, whether print or electronic, prohibited without the express permission of the blog owner. He blog chhung a thuziak reng reng hi zirna lam thil atan chhuahchhawn ka phal e. Chanchinbu leh internet lam a chhuahchhawn erawh chu a hranpa a blog nei tu hrilhhriat leh remtihna lo chuan phal a ni lo. Monday, May 25, 2015.

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Mizo Writings in English: Nuchhimi

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Mizo Writings in English. Monday, June 9, 2008. Translated by Dr. Margaret L. Pachuau. Nuchhimi became suspicious from the very beginning because she felt that it was the wrong house that they had come to and so she was very puzzled. But Hmuichukchuriduninu was very cunning and she spoke well to them and treated them just as their own aunt would. “How nice of you both to visit me. Keep your luggage aside, you must be very tired.”. Why are you weeping? The mouse then bit away at the ropes that held her fa...

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Mizo Writings in English: January 2015

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Mizo Writings in English. Sunday, January 25, 2015. The Lost Parchment* - Mafaa Hauhnar. The parchment is gone -. Lost in the abyss of time and space;. Some mongrel dog ran off with it. The parchment of leather. In which were recorded -. The valour and valiance. Of our lionhearted lads;. Of our luscious ladies. The voices and visions. Of our poets and prophets;. The wit and wisdom. Of our saints and sages. The scroll of time. In which were scripted. The steadfast spirit of Tlawmngaihna * -. Tlawmngaihna ...

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Mizo Writings in English: December 2014

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Mizo Writings in English. Thursday, December 11, 2014. Poems - Lalsangliani Ralte. 8220;A whore,” “a woman of loose character”. 8220;No moral,” “no conscience,” “no shame”. They say of her. They cast discerning glances her way;. Heavily made-up face, blood red lipstick. A mini-skirt that mothers would forbid their daughters wear. A deep neckline that displayed too much bosom. A cheap cigarette placed between her sensuous lips. They see enough to send her to hell. That would be hurled at her. There I was,...

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Mizo Writings in English: December 2013

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Mizo Writings in English. Wednesday, December 25, 2013. Home No More - Malsawmi Jacob. Little cottage on the hill. Lime washed walls, timber frame. Holds a million memories. Father’s gone to sleep. Beside mother under stars. Children have flown away. The pine tree is cut down. The poinsettia too,. Red geraniums, gladioli and dahlias. All died, one by one. And though it’s Christmas time. We’re not going home. For home is home no more. Wild daisies may bloom again. But we won’t be going home.

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God's passion for His global glory is our source of passion for the Gospel in Japan! What Is Outside The Camp? The Bridge Church Plant. Our Vision & Mission. COME and SERVE WITH US. Joey Zorinsanga (Joey Zorina) is originally from N-E India,. A 95 % christian state. Before Christ came into his life, Joey spent his life as a guitar player, studio musician and as Rock Street Journal. Where he completed Asian Christian Theological Studies. 2008) program. His passion is in teaching and preaching the Bible.

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Mizo Writings in English: May 2015

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Mizo Writings in English. Sunday, May 31, 2015. Mid Year - Zualteii Poonte. After the chilling start. That left us uneasy. And braced for worse,. Seventeen years after the clampdown on alcohol. Furtively brewing spirits in jungles. Were chased down, dragged to courts. And jailed with babies strapped to their backs. While at weddings and celebrations. Of the rich and well-connected,. Liquor flowed, the red kind, always the rich red,. For the streets at dark. To be peopled by drunks,. Voices rise in worship.