The 25th edition of the much awaited Nagaland Hornbill festival is in full swing with pompous gusto and in eclectic eclat, attracting people from far and wide. The exuberant brilliance of music and dance, exotic foods and drinks, cultural shows and traditional displays, haute couture and fashion parades etc are the talk of the day, with videos clips and pictures flashing all over media platforms and social forums.
But woe begone for the wretched poor and the les miserables, to join in such joyful but expensive extravaganza. Such fancy promenades are but masquerades, for they simply cannot afford a ‘THorn’ in their pockets rags, for they have other ‘Bills’ to pay.
The ‘Horn’ is also a ‘THorn’ for them righteous ‘Alcohol-phobic’ since the so called ‘dry state’ has become a ‘little too wet’ for their liking.
For them office goers who are seeking some few scribbles and signatures in their forms and documents are frustrated since some (not all) fun loving officials are still reportedly MIA. Where art thou??? Perhaps they still be lost in oblivion in the paradise of fun and food called the ‘Hornbill’
For some, this lucidity of serene fun and frolic is too dear a delight to end, but for some, they cannot help but continue to keep dreaming of the serendipity of jubilation they can hear, yet cannot touch, so near yet so far.
For some, decimation of 30 days of festivity to 10 by the Nagaland Government is but a ‘Killjoy’ switch yet for some it is but a ‘Boon’
AV Chophi
Chilisa, Mishikito Village