The Wandering Thought.

"A Khasi is a Khasi because of his religion. To understand a Khasi therefore one has got to go deep into the very root of his religion, which regulate all his thoughts and activities. Forget his religion and you will never understand a Khasi." By (L) C. Lyngdoh B.L. The concept of God : There is a clear concept of God in the Khasis, God Universal and in this context He is God of the Hindus, Christians, Persians, Muslims, Jews and of all other races. All races on this earth at the beginning of time entered into a covenant, where under was embedded the Law of their race, one distinct from the other. The Law enjoins that he must be healthy in his mental and physical being if he is to realise the glory of his Maker. The Khasi religion has no missionary intentions and received no converts to its fold through it welcome and cherished co-existence within its fold and with others. To a Khasi, religion is personal contact between God and man. He communicates through his prayers with h...

Jngai na la ing nga don, Man ka sngi nga iai puson, Kumno la jingim ban sharai; Ia la lawei ban pynphyrnai. Diengpyngkiang ki kah, Ban poi sha ka thong nga hap shah, Jingim ka dap da jingkhuslai; Ban lait na ki nga iai duwai. Lyoh dum ki kah ia jingim jongnga, Jingshai khyndiat ruh kam don, Miet la bad sngi ym shem jingbha; Tang jingpang jingswai ki ban. Sa shisien lano ngan ioh mad? Jingsuk, jingtngen ban shat, Sa shisien, sa shisien to wan phai; U soh ba thiang sa shisien ban ioh mad.

Scared and excited! Finally when the wait was over, for the first time I saw my youngest cousin brother. 19 years of age difference and we still fight for the same games, the same attention from everyone at home. Funny isn't it? I know that he's the youngest member of our family, but the thought of him getting all the attention which I was used to; was unacceptable to me! It took me two years to realise that my feelings for him were unjustified. So what if he gets all the attention? He's still my brother. Each day I grew very fond of him and no one else in the family either my nephews or nieces get so much love from me like he does. Even though I'm far away from him, his pictures are always by my side. I've never been there at home after his second birthday, but the day I reach home; he will stay with me in my grand parents' place and his mother would tease him that he has to stay with my grand parents even if I return back to where I am. He wouldn't want th...

Don't we all miss our childhood days? For me they were boring and exciting at the same time. Boring? 'Cause, I was always bullied by my two elder siblings. I was never allowed to mix around with other children. Sad isn't it? Well, my grand parents would always say that I was a sick child so I can't be going out and I'd fall ill if I would. I never had any problem though! I was pampered by them, got whatever I wanted and did whatever they wanted. But, my Mei gave me reasons to cheer up. She would take us out for morning walks everyday without fail and to my cousins' place when we had winter vacations. The winter vacations were the ones I cherished the most. Everyday we would all go to the market place and help our grand ma sell cloths in her shop. Even though we never stayed in the shop the entire day, Mei would be glad just as long as we were there. She would never scold or ever raised her hands on her grand children, unlike Pa. So we all love to be with her all...

From the time that I was born the only love that I've known is of my grand parents. It's always been this way and I never responded to anything or anyone except to them; especially my grand dad (my inspiration). I continued my education only for him, to make him proud was my only goal. I was not even near close to that goal when he left all of us. He was the Light in my life, what more! He asked me to be strong and take over from where he left. Well, as it turn out; I don't have the courage to go back and explore all that was asked and expected of me. I was secluded from the rest of the family and never to be heard among friends. In 2005, a year after Pa died, thankfully I graduated and I'm sure I've made him proud. But I was not satisfied, so I applied for a Post Graduation course in Bangalore. When I was selected for the course, my eldest siblings had their different views of where I should go for my PG. My sis approved of Banga...