At 78 years old, a retired college professor, living with dementia, is haunted by the memory of a brutal attack. He was beaten by three students he had expelled for cheating on an exam—his only “crime” being his honesty.
Categories: Tha Tha Thabungton, Writings • Tags: manipur, manipuri, monica ingudam
School principal who is 46 years old sexually assaulted a minor student at a hostel operating under his school.
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What is the punishment for rape in Manipur ?
Categories: Tha Tha Thabungton, Writings • Tags: manipur, manipuri
Tharo-Angoubi It was the summer of 1977 at Kwakeithel, Imphal, Manipur. I was teaching at a school and came back home during the break time to check on my children. It was a calm scorching day. The roads were empty and I could hear the sound of my creaking chain as I bicycled. Suddenly I saw one very angry woman and 4 men talking loudly with each other. There were other local people watching them. As the voice got louder, more people started coming […]
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Oja Binodini After my completion of Masters in Manipuri “Meitei Lon” literature way back in 1974 I joined Thambal Marik Girl’s High School in Imphal, Manipur. I was a teacher for 6 years in this school and I had a great teaching experience after my studies. Today I want to tell you the story of someone who stayed in my heart after all these ages. It is about a teacher, “Oja” (teacher) Binodini. She was teaching in Science subject in the […]
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The slap across Nemkina’s face A short story by Monica Ingudam I was never good at speaking up in class while I was in School. It wasn’t like I didn’t know the answer to the questions the teachers posed. I knew the answers to most questions but I was scared to speak up. I don’t know whether it was the education system or the culture I grew up. Children then were encouraged to listen while the elders and teachers spoke. […]
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Bungo’s Body A short story by Monica Ingudam It was the summer of 2012. It’s been more than 4 years now but the grief hasn’t reduced a bit. People say that time is a healer but I am yet to experience that. How can one get over the loss of someone so young, specially if there was no good bye. But death doesn’t come with notice. Does it? You think I am indifferent and have no sympathy or empathy for […]
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Thanks to Imphal Free Press (one of the popular Newspaper publication in Imphal, Manipur) for featuring the poem “Second Hand Clothes in Manipur ”
This poem was written after I read comments amongst the people of hill and valley of Manipur mocking each other, trying to belittle the other making fun of wearing second hand clothes generalizing a community.
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My Mother’s Son A short story by Monica Ingudam It was a rainy day in Manipur. I was in bed with my migraine feeling very nauseous. I couldn’t get up and needed to lie down for a bit. I heard my mother coming in muttering why the house is in a mess “Imungsina pungchai chairise keidoure“. There were piles of clothes which needed to be folded, clothes I hurriedly took inside as the rain started falling. There were lots of dirty unwashed vessels. I had […]
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