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Rambling Nongmaijing


          THE AMOUNT OF TIME FOR LIVING          
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All the departure's on time
All creams that build a humanity
All the arrival's on time
No matter all the shrieking noises of labour pain
Ev'n all death comes with atomic clocks
All's been on time
All but this thing: all but this living.






Rambling Nongmaijing
AM I USING THE WRONG INSTRUMENT? See no time—perhaps, check it with a microscope then...or a telescope? 








            ON CALLING THE NAME OF AN EASY ASS         

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You know not, my name
I am S-E-G-S — S.E.G.S., not Segs
Is it easy to pronounce?
Just call me S.E.G.S.
It is easy to remember,
It is as easy as S.E.G.S. as much as calling an easy ass an easy ass.
Call me names but what I want is to kill the masters with an easy manoeuvre.

Rambling Nongmaijing
FOR TITLE'S SAKE: Our names come naturally as copper and aluminum wires cling to electric posts






          DRIVING A'BLUES IN A MINOR         

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I'm a'driving and a'me am I a'scribbling
Multi a'tasking, a'hoy
Someone would a'hit me in the rear, a'hope I not
If they should, come in front of a'me and a'do try
And I will a'hit you back with a pound of a'love
And I will a'push you down to a pit of a'bliss.

Rambling Nongmaijing
IS IT THE DESTINATION? IS IT THE JOURNEY: All of us are travelers: what say?!






          NONSENSE BLOODY NONSENSE         

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No I don't mean you,
I'm just talking to myself
I'm on a monologue mode.
Nonsense bloody nonsense
A nothing-makes-sense mode.

Where is the sense?
Is it rambling which is making me hungry;
Is it because my pockets are empty?
Oh and am I languishing in Delhi.
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Rambling Nongmaijing
SEE NO SQUARE: All's in the mind, and what's not is nonsense—at least, this is how we define relativity




          Note          


Nongmaijing      Sunday in Meiteilon. From Sunday to Saturday, the days go like Nongmaijing, Ningthoukaba, Leibakpokpa, Yumsakeisa, Irai and Thangja respectively.


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