Re: [Assam] Letter to the President of India - story completed
Yes, you should write more. What you write may not be acceptable to all but that shouldn't stop you. You will enrich the diversity in the community by writing on your favorite topics though some may not quite agree with you. I am sure you talk about your experiences in life at Oxomiya parties. Talking in this net is nothing but an extension of that. You just need a topic to open so thatothers may chime in. DilipHimendra Thakur [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote: Dear Alpana,I am very happy that you liked the story. Those four years in Nagaland gave mea very rewarding time in of my life! Do you think I should write more? With love to everybody, Himendra- Original Message - From: Alpana B. Sarangapani To: [EMAIL PROTECTED] ; [EMAIL PROTECTED] ; [EMAIL PROTECTED] ; [EMAIL PROTECTED] ; [EMAIL PROTECTED] Cc: [EMAIL PROTECTED] ; assam@assamnet.org Sent: Sunday, March 05, 2006 7:05 PM Subject: RE: Letter to the President of India - story completed what a beautiful (true) story, Himendra-da.It brightened my day. thanks to all the netters who asked Himenda to complete the story here. Thank you. - Alpana. From: "Himendra Thakur" [EMAIL PROTECTED]To: "Manoj Das" [EMAIL PROTECTED],"Ankur Bora" [EMAIL PROTECTED],"Alpana B. Sarangapani" [EMAIL PROTECTED],"Barua25" [EMAIL PROTECTED],"Chan Mahanta" [EMAIL PROTECTED]CC: "J Kalita" [EMAIL PROTECTED],assam@assamnet.orgSubject: Letter to the President of India - story completedDate: Sun, 5 Mar 2006 12:35:46 -0500Dear Netters,I am now "under orders" (for which I really thank everybody!) to completemy story which I left half-done day-before-yesterday! I am repeating thebeginning part to give the link:When I was in Nagaland, posted in Mokakchung, a young, educated,"first-generation Christian" Ao lady fell in love with an Assamese Hinduyoung man. They disclosed their quandary to my wife, Juthika, who told methat I must help them. The bride told me that she had a very powerful auntin the underground, might be next to Phizo in the Ao area."What did your aunt say?" I asked the bride."My Aunt asked for two tablets of Novalgin."Novalgin was a kind of a powerful head-ache medicine in those days! If apowerful underground lady wanted two tablets of a very powerful headachemedicine, the problem must be very hard for an "Asomiya Naga" like me!!However, I did not give up. "Did you tell your father?" was my nextquestion."Yes, I did.""What did he say?""He asked me "What will happen to your religion?""Now this was an interesting turning point. Holding my breadth, I asked,"What did you say?""I told him that I would go back to my grandfather's religion", the bridereplied.Sensing some danger, I blurted out my next question: "What did he say?""He did not say anything. Instead, he gave me a such a slap that I fell downthree feet away" was her sad reply.I could now see the gravity of the problem. It took me overnight thinking tofind the solution. Next day, I called the groom privately to my room andtold him that we would write a letter to the President of India."What ???" the groom almost jumped off his chair."Yes. The President of India. Dr. Sarvepalli Radhakrishnan. I'll draft theletter on your behalf and get it typed. You just sign it and mail it to him.It is his job, not mine---" was my cool answer.My draft of the letter from the groom to the President of India ran likesomething this: "Respected Dr. Radhakrishnan, .. My mother passed away manyyears ago, my father died last year, I am an orphan now, and I don't haveanybody to advice me what to do. You are the Father of the Nation, I beg youto show me the path ." so on.It was just a one-page letter from the groom, wondering how he and his bridecould get married, seeking the advice from Dr. Sarvepalli Radhakrishnan,President of India from 1962 to 1967 40 odd years ago!!We waited, waited and waited. Reply did not come from the President. Thegroom, who was skeptical right from the beginning, started to lose faith inthis last straw of hope. In the mean time, the bride had to leave Mokukchungand go back to her University in Guwahati where she was studying for her MAdegree.At this time, a friend of the groom, a young attorney from Sivasagar, cameto Mokukchung in my jeep. [ That journey also was very critical. For thefirst time, I had to drive through bonjui (wild-fire) about which I wrote anarticle later. This article was never published. If I find it, I plan tosend it to Jugal with a request to publish it in his journal.]When his attorney friend came to know about this letter (the groom told meprivately), he burst out laughing! "Letter to the President? Letter to thePresident?? Are you crazy? Do you think the President of the country willhave time for such a mundane matter??"I found the groom very depressed. Inside, I was also losing the confidenceslowly, but I did not show it to him. I'd find some other way out, I toldhim, but I just did not know what to do.After a few days, his attorney friend
Re: [Assam] Letter to the President of India - story completed
Himendra-da,I must say it isnot only interesting but has an element of humor in it :) Alls well that ends well.Umesh"Alpana B. Sarangapani" [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote: what a beautiful (true) story, Himendra-da.It brightened my day. thanks to all the netters who asked Himenda to complete the story here. Thank you. - Alpana. From: "Himendra Thakur" [EMAIL PROTECTED]To: "Manoj Das" [EMAIL PROTECTED],"Ankur Bora" [EMAIL PROTECTED],"Alpana B. Sarangapani" [EMAIL PROTECTED],"Barua25" [EMAIL PROTECTED],"Chan Mahanta" [EMAIL PROTECTED]CC: "J Kalita" [EMAIL PROTECTED],assam@assamnet.orgSubject: Letter to the President of India - story completedDate: Sun, 5 Mar 2006 12:35:46 -0500Dear Netters,I am now "under orders" (for which I really thank everybody!) to completemy story which I left half-done day-before-yesterday! I am repeating thebeginning part to give the link:When I was in Nagaland, posted in Mokakchung, a young, educated,"first-generation Christian" Ao lady fell in love with an Assamese Hinduyoung man. They disclosed their quandary to my wife, Juthika, who told methat I must help them. The bride told me that she had a very powerful auntin the underground, might be next to Phizo in the Ao area."What did your aunt say?" I asked the bride."My Aunt asked for two tablets of Novalgin."Novalgin was a kind of a powerful head-ache medicine in those days! If apowerful underground lady wanted two tablets of a very powerful headachemedicine, the problem must be very hard for an "Asomiya Naga" like me!!However, I did not give up. "Did you tell your father?" was my nextquestion."Yes, I did.""What did he say?""He asked me "What will happen to your religion?""Now this was an interesting turning point. Holding my breadth, I asked,"What did you say?""I told him that I would go back to my grandfather's religion", the bridereplied.Sensing some danger, I blurted out my next question: "What did he say?""He did not say anything. Instead, he gave me a such a slap that I fell downthree feet away" was her sad reply.I could now see the gravity of the problem. It took me overnight thinking tofind the solution. Next day, I called the groom privately to my room andtold him that we would write a letter to the President of India."What ???" the groom almost jumped off his chair."Yes. The President of India. Dr. Sarvepalli Radhakrishnan. I'll draft theletter on your behalf and get it typed. You just sign it and mail it to him.It is his job, not mine---" was my cool answer.My draft of the letter from the groom to the President of India ran likesomething this: "Respected Dr. Radhakrishnan, .. My mother passed away manyyears ago, my father died last year, I am an orphan now, and I don't haveanybody to advice me what to do. You are the Father of the Nation, I beg youto show me the path ." so on.It was just a one-page letter from the groom, wondering how he and his bridecould get married, seeking the advice from Dr. Sarvepalli Radhakrishnan,President of India from 1962 to 1967 40 odd years ago!!We waited, waited and waited. Reply did not come from the President. Thegroom, who was skeptical right from the beginning, started to lose faith inthis last straw of hope. In the mean time, the bride had to leave Mokukchungand go back to her University in Guwahati where she was studying for her MAdegree.At this time, a friend of the groom, a young attorney from Sivasagar, cameto Mokukchung in my jeep. [ That journey also was very critical. For thefirst time, I had to drive through bonjui (wild-fire) about which I wrote anarticle later. This article was never published. If I find it, I plan tosend it to Jugal with a request to publish it in his journal.]When his attorney friend came to know about this letter (the groom told meprivately), he burst out laughing! "Letter to the President? Letter to thePresident?? Are you crazy? Do you think the President of the country willhave time for such a mundane matter??"I found the groom very depressed. Inside, I was also losing the confidenceslowly, but I did not show it to him. I'd find some other way out, I toldhim, but I just did not know what to do.After a few days, his attorney friend left. The groom had received veryabusive letters from his uncles and brothers who were convinced that he wasdeflating the entire family by planning to marry a Naga girl.My wife Juthika helped the situation in her own way: invite the groom fordinner daily so that we could take away his dejection and encourage him. Hewould come for dinner, play with our baby daughter Upa and would try toforget his woes.One day, the entire picture turned 180 degrees opposite. He arrived at ourhome with a full laughter and joy with a letter in his hand: "President'sletter! President's letter!" he was in a state of ecstasy --- and we allzoomed down to see what he had in his hand.Yes, it was a letter from New Delhi --- in the gorgeous Raj BhavanLetterhead --- from the desk of Dr. Sarvepalli Radhakrishnan, President
Re: [Assam] Letter to the President of India - story completed
Dear Alpana, I am very happy that you liked the story. Those four years in Nagaland gave mea very rewarding time in of my life! Do you think I should write more? With love to everybody, Himendra - Original Message - From: Alpana B. Sarangapani To: [EMAIL PROTECTED] ; [EMAIL PROTECTED] ; [EMAIL PROTECTED] ; [EMAIL PROTECTED] ; [EMAIL PROTECTED] Cc: [EMAIL PROTECTED] ; assam@assamnet.org Sent: Sunday, March 05, 2006 7:05 PM Subject: RE: Letter to the President of India - story completed what a beautiful (true) story, Himendra-da.It brightened my day. thanks to all the netters who asked Himenda to complete the story here. Thank you. - Alpana. From: "Himendra Thakur" [EMAIL PROTECTED]To: "Manoj Das" [EMAIL PROTECTED],"Ankur Bora" [EMAIL PROTECTED],"Alpana B. Sarangapani" [EMAIL PROTECTED],"Barua25" [EMAIL PROTECTED],"Chan Mahanta" [EMAIL PROTECTED]CC: "J Kalita" [EMAIL PROTECTED],assam@assamnet.orgSubject: Letter to the President of India - story completedDate: Sun, 5 Mar 2006 12:35:46 -0500Dear Netters,I am now "under orders" (for which I really thank everybody!) to completemy story which I left half-done day-before-yesterday! I am repeating thebeginning part to give the link:When I was in Nagaland, posted in Mokakchung, a young, educated,"first-generation Christian" Ao lady fell in love with an Assamese Hinduyoung man. They disclosed their quandary to my wife, Juthika, who told methat I must help them. The bride told me that she had a very powerful auntin the underground, might be next to Phizo in the Ao area."What did your aunt say?" I asked the bride."My Aunt asked for two tablets of Novalgin."Novalgin was a kind of a powerful head-ache medicine in those days! If apowerful underground lady wanted two tablets of a very powerful headachemedicine, the problem must be very hard for an "Asomiya Naga" like me!!However, I did not give up. "Did you tell your father?" was my nextquestion."Yes, I did.""What did he say?""He asked me "What will happen to your religion?""Now this was an interesting turning point. Holding my breadth, I asked,"What did you say?""I told him that I would go back to my grandfather's religion", the bridereplied.Sensing some danger, I blurted out my next question: "What did he say?""He did not say anything. Instead, he gave me a such a slap that I fell downthree feet away" was her sad reply.I could now see the gravity of the problem. It took me overnight thinking tofind the solution. Next day, I called the groom privately to my room andtold him that we would write a letter to the President of India."What ???" the groom almost jumped off his chair."Yes. The President of India. Dr. Sarvepalli Radhakrishnan. I'll draft theletter on your behalf and get it typed. You just sign it and mail it to him.It is his job, not mine---" was my cool answer.My draft of the letter from the groom to the President of India ran likesomething this: "Respected Dr. Radhakrishnan, .. My mother passed away manyyears ago, my father died last year, I am an orphan now, and I don't haveanybody to advice me what to do. You are the Father of the Nation, I beg youto show me the path ." so on.It was just a one-page letter from the groom, wondering how he and his bridecould get married, seeking the advice from Dr. Sarvepalli Radhakrishnan,President of India from 1962 to 1967 40 odd years ago!!We waited, waited and waited. Reply did not come from the President. Thegroom, who was skeptical right from the beginning, started to lose faith inthis last straw of hope. In the mean time, the bride had to leave Mokukchungand go back to her University in Guwahati where she was studying for her MAdegree.At this time, a friend of the groom, a young attorney from Sivasagar, cameto Mokukchung in my jeep. [ That journey also was very critical. For thefirst time, I had to drive through bonjui (wild-fire) about which I wrote anarticle later. This article was never published. If I find it, I plan tosend it to Jugal with a request to publish it in his journal.]When his attorney friend came to know about this letter (the groom told meprivately), he burst out laughing! "Letter to the President? Letter to thePresident?? Are you crazy? Do you think the President of the country willhave time for such a mundane matter??"I found the groom very depressed. Inside, I was also losing the confidenceslowly, but I did not show it to him. I'd find some other way out, I toldhim, but I just did not know what to do.After a few days, his attorney friend left. The groom had received veryabusive letters from his uncles and brothers who
Re: [Assam] Letter to the President of India - story completed
what a beautiful (true) story, Himendra-da.It brightened my day. thanks to all the netters who asked Himenda to complete the story here. Thank you. - Alpana. From: "Himendra Thakur" [EMAIL PROTECTED]To: "Manoj Das" [EMAIL PROTECTED],"Ankur Bora" [EMAIL PROTECTED],"Alpana B. Sarangapani" [EMAIL PROTECTED],"Barua25" [EMAIL PROTECTED],"Chan Mahanta" [EMAIL PROTECTED]CC: "J Kalita" [EMAIL PROTECTED],assam@assamnet.orgSubject: Letter to the President of India - story completedDate: Sun, 5 Mar 2006 12:35:46 -0500Dear Netters,I am now "under orders" (for which I really thank everybody!) to completemy story which I left half-done day-before-yesterday! I am repeating thebeginning part to give the link:When I was in Nagaland, posted in Mokakchung, a young, educated,"first-generation Christian" Ao lady fell in love with an Assamese Hinduyoung man. They disclosed their quandary to my wife, Juthika, who told methat I must help them. The bride told me that she had a very powerful auntin the underground, might be next to Phizo in the Ao area."What did your aunt say?" I asked the bride."My Aunt asked for two tablets of Novalgin."Novalgin was a kind of a powerful head-ache medicine in those days! If apowerful underground lady wanted two tablets of a very powerful headachemedicine, the problem must be very hard for an "Asomiya Naga" like me!!However, I did not give up. "Did you tell your father?" was my nextquestion."Yes, I did.""What did he say?""He asked me "What will happen to your religion?""Now this was an interesting turning point. Holding my breadth, I asked,"What did you say?""I told him that I would go back to my grandfather's religion", the bridereplied.Sensing some danger, I blurted out my next question: "What did he say?""He did not say anything. Instead, he gave me a such a slap that I fell downthree feet away" was her sad reply.I could now see the gravity of the problem. It took me overnight thinking tofind the solution. Next day, I called the groom privately to my room andtold him that we would write a letter to the President of India."What ???" the groom almost jumped off his chair."Yes. The President of India. Dr. Sarvepalli Radhakrishnan. I'll draft theletter on your behalf and get it typed. You just sign it and mail it to him.It is his job, not mine---" was my cool answer.My draft of the letter from the groom to the President of India ran likesomething this: "Respected Dr. Radhakrishnan, .. My mother passed away manyyears ago, my father died last year, I am an orphan now, and I don't haveanybody to advice me what to do. You are the Father of the Nation, I beg youto show me the path ." so on.It was just a one-page letter from the groom, wondering how he and his bridecould get married, seeking the advice from Dr. Sarvepalli Radhakrishnan,President of India from 1962 to 1967 40 odd years ago!!We waited, waited and waited. Reply did not come from the President. Thegroom, who was skeptical right from the beginning, started to lose faith inthis last straw of hope. In the mean time, the bride had to leave Mokukchungand go back to her University in Guwahati where she was studying for her MAdegree.At this time, a friend of the groom, a young attorney from Sivasagar, cameto Mokukchung in my jeep. [ That journey also was very critical. For thefirst time, I had to drive through bonjui (wild-fire) about which I wrote anarticle later. This article was never published. If I find it, I plan tosend it to Jugal with a request to publish it in his journal.]When his attorney friend came to know about this letter (the groom told meprivately), he burst out laughing! "Letter to the President? Letter to thePresident?? Are you crazy? Do you think the President of the country willhave time for such a mundane matter??"I found the groom very depressed. Inside, I was also losing the confidenceslowly, but I did not show it to him. I'd find some other way out, I toldhim, but I just did not know what to do.After a few days, his attorney friend left. The groom had received veryabusive letters from his uncles and brothers who were convinced that he wasdeflating the entire family by planning to marry a Naga girl.My wife Juthika helped the situation in her own way: invite the groom fordinner daily so that we could take away his dejection and encourage him. Hewould come for dinner, play with our baby daughter Upa and would try toforget his woes.One day, the entire picture turned 180 degrees opposite. He arrived at ourhome with a full laughter and joy with a letter in his hand: "President'sletter! President's letter!" he was in a state of ecstasy --- and we allzoomed down to see what he had in his hand.Yes, it was a letter from New Delhi --- in the gorgeous Raj BhavanLetterhead --- from the desk of Dr. Sarvepalli Radhakrishnan, President ofIndia, one of India's top philosopher, author of 45 books ---Wedding of a couple in the distant Nagaland was NOT a mundane matter for Dr.Sarvepalli Radhakrishnan --- I don't remember the
