Anonymous
Dear readers, the tale I am going to relate dates back to many hundreds of thousands years ago during a period, not yet definitely determinable, of mankind’s history known to us all, most likely towards the end of it. In a land far, far away God created a valley which God shaped with His own Hands to perfection. The valley was one of the most beautiful lush green valleys that ever existed on earth. Surrounded as it was by lush green hills on all sides it was a cornucopia of all imaginable floras and faunas.
The land was blessed with fertile soil, abundant rainfall and thus the valley was flushed with greenery, rich paddy fields, green grasslands, green jungles and wild lives. In the jungle there inhabited all varieties of wild animals among which there were rumors of a man-eating tiger which preyed on domestic animals as well as human beings. Though it was hard to say whether any of the villagers in the valley had actually seen the man-eating tiger or not, the nerve-wrecking tales of the tiger’s deeds were sufficient enough to keep the villagers on tenterhooks and far away from the jungle.
The people inhabiting the valley were honest, simple folks who went about their daily chores with not a thought of deceit or cunningness. They were a happy contented folks. Their livelihood depended mainly on agriculture and its allied activities such as breeding of cows, sheep, goats, etc which we now term as domestic activities. Rearing of domestic animal was their main occupation. There was grazing grounds in the valley where herds of cows could graze from sunrise to sunset. These cows were taken care of by boys from the village. The villagers had devised a roster system for looking after the cows. One boy from each of the households in the village was assigned the task of looking after the cows for a day. Every household in the village had to contribute towards the duty of looking after the village community cows.
It so happened that there lived in the valley a boy named Tomal who was such a delinquent and irresponsible boy as ever known to the villagers. Such was Tomal’s character that it was second nature for him to fib and make up tales to fool the innocent villagers. He got into a lot of troubles over this habit of his but alas! The boy never learnt his lesson. His parents who themselves had been frequently at the receiving end of his lies and deceit had given up on him as a lost cause. This tale is about how Tomal’s lie costs him his life and what we can learn from his story.
As I had mentioned before, the village had a roster system of looking after the cows. On one occasion it was Tomal’s turn at looking after the cows. He went to the grazing ground with a big herd of cows at a time when the sun was just rising in the clear blue sky. As it was a bright sunny day, Tomal wanted to laze around and while away his time. He was not at all interested in his task of taking care of the strayed cows. He found his assigned task boring and tedious and wanted to avoid his duty. He thought of an idea to make some mischief in order to while away his time and have fun at the expense of the innocent simple-minded villagers. Nearby the grazing field he saw people from the village working hard on the paddy rice fields and he conceived of an idea as to how to have some fun at these people’s expense. He climbed high on the top of a tree and raised a false alarm. He cried out loud and clearly “Tiger! Tiger! Help! Help! ” . He wanted to cause excitement and alarm among the villagers and to have a good laugh at their reactions. As he shouted at the top of the voice, the people working in the nearby paddy fields heard his cry of alarm and were taken aback. Everybody with their weapons in hand came rushing to the grazing ground where the cowherd was shouting and crying for help.
When they reached the spot, they enquired to the boy “My dear boy! What happened?! Why are you shouting? What sort of help do you need?!”. But to their surprise they could not see any difficulty or impending danger. Hearing the cowherd’s cry of alarm they had expected to see a fierce man-eating tiger lurking around to attack the cows and the cowherd. So they had come ready to tackle the tiger with their weapons. But what do they see! No sign of a tiger nearby, no tiger coming out from the nearby jungle to threaten the cows or the boy himself.
Tomal when he saw the villagers come rushing to his help with their weapons in hand burst out laughing and confessed “My dear village folks, I was just playing a prank on you! There is no tiger and I don’t need any help!” The villagers were shocked and felt themselves as being cheated by the cowherd’s lie of a tiger approaching the grazing ground and threatening lives. The villagers returned home feeling cheated by the false alarm of the cowherd boy. They felt that they could not ever trust the words of this cowherd again.
Many days passed and then came a day when it was yet again Tomal’s turn to look after the cows. As usual Tomal was busy scheming of a means to while away his time when looking around what does he see! A tiger with bright burning eyes as fierce and bold as one can imagine comes rushing out from the jungle. The poor cowherd frightened out of his wits cried at the top of his voice “Tiger! Tiger! Help! Help!” as had often been his wont when he had played a prank on others. But this time Tomal saw no villagers coming to his rescue with weapons on hand. All long he kept shouting for help and yet not a single soul came in response to his cry for help. All of a sudden the tiger jumped and felled upon the cowherd boy. The cowherd was killed instantly.
Thus when at last a tiger did come and threatened the cowherd’s life and he cried out “Tiger! Tiger! Help! Help!” the voice though heard by the villagers working near the paddy rice fields, they took it to be a prank yet again of Tomal’s and so no one took it seriously or paid much attention to his words..
Such was the ill fate of the cowherd boy whose own lies recoiled on him to death. So my dear readers, this story teaches us a valuable lesson as to how lies can cost even one’s own life and how we should restrain from making up tales and lies to fool others and try to lead an honest upright life as befits a good human being.
Sanjenaha (Meiteilol-da)
by Anonymous
Thaina mamangeida sanjennaha kouba pakhang macha ama leirammi. Mahak leikaiduda kak kaak touba heishingbata nattana oidaba ngangba amada shemjin shajinnaba wari touba da expert oirammi.
Leikai gi ahallaman na wari watai shaba sana khotnabada shu chayet chayet touduna angang ahan oina shu tourammi.
ahan mayamna shatrang shannare kharra yao,horai khaiba khara yao,kei yen shannaba khara yao nonganbadagi numit taba phaoba yumgi makhada leiramde.lairik laishugi waadi makokta kari amata changlamde.Karigumbada magi longgaa mayamga pullabashu afa nungai thabak amata touramde,Naorina uchek khara kaap migi hei khara huran,karan turan touduna matam chuppa lellammi.
nongmadi mamana magi matoududa shaoduna haigattana cheirammi amadi magi lamchatta ahongba purakoidaba oirabadi eema ga amata koubirakkanu hairammi.
waadu tabada mathawai nungaitraduna,phare adudi ei yumda hanjaklakaroi haiduna chatkhirammi.Nongma nini mamannabagi mayumda lekaba matungda upai leiraktaduna aroibadadi ahan kangbu ama sha taanba chatpaduda yaoge haina kanna takshillammi amadi magini haibada yumda kana amata leite ,eema shu eepashu leitre ka haiduna aroibida haijinba duda ,ahan kangbu adu khangba ngamdaduna phare phare haiduna mahakpushu pubirammi.
ashumna mahak sha taanba kangbu ga loinana sha taanba chatlammi.
jungle youraba matungdashu oidaba nganga ba leplamde amadi nongmei kappa shu hei haina haijillammi.Adudagidi mangonda nongmei ashubi ama shinnarammi.Ashum asum jungla manungda changshallaklabada kei yamna leiba jaga ama your haina ahan kangbu adugi luchingbana hairammi.
Madu tabada sanjen nahagi kokta karan gi wakhal ama laklammi amadi nongllakpaga mayamdagi khara laapna,mayaamna udaba mapham amada chatlaga ....ho eibu amukta kanbiyu ...ei keina chagadoure ,keina laakle ...ka haiduna hanjan hanjan laoraklammi.Madu tabada ahan mayam adu pakhatladuna mahakki makhona lakpa maikeiromda pakhat pakhatna chenshillaklammi....manaak yourakpadadi .......houna houna khigatladuna sanjennahana laoraklammi....eina nakhoi mayam apangshiba....ahanni haidan makok yaodeda haiduna karemnarammi..
Shaoraduna ahan mayamdu mahakpu maphamduda thanamlaga halaklammi..
ngaihak leirga sanjennahadu ashengba kei amana attack tuorakpa kandadi nongmei ama yaojarabashu kappadi heitabanina ,mahakna kanna kanna laorabashu ...faagi touribani haiduna ahan mayamdu manakta lak khide....
kana amata kanba laktrabada sanjen naha adu keina chakhirammi
oidaba ngangbana sanjen naha keigi chinjaak oikhi.
houjik phaobada sanjen naha keina chaba hairaga oida ba ngangba mayambu warning tounari..
Dear readers, the tale I am going to relate dates back to many hundreds of thousands years ago during a period, not yet definitely determinable, of mankind’s history known to us all, most likely towards the end of it. In a land far, far away God created a valley which God shaped with His own Hands to perfection. The valley was one of the most beautiful lush green valleys that ever existed on earth. Surrounded as it was by lush green hills on all sides it was a cornucopia of all imaginable floras and faunas.
The land was blessed with fertile soil, abundant rainfall and thus the valley was flushed with greenery, rich paddy fields, green grasslands, green jungles and wild lives. In the jungle there inhabited all varieties of wild animals among which there were rumors of a man-eating tiger which preyed on domestic animals as well as human beings. Though it was hard to say whether any of the villagers in the valley had actually seen the man-eating tiger or not, the nerve-wrecking tales of the tiger’s deeds were sufficient enough to keep the villagers on tenterhooks and far away from the jungle.
The people inhabiting the valley were honest, simple folks who went about their daily chores with not a thought of deceit or cunningness. They were a happy contented folks. Their livelihood depended mainly on agriculture and its allied activities such as breeding of cows, sheep, goats, etc which we now term as domestic activities. Rearing of domestic animal was their main occupation. There was grazing grounds in the valley where herds of cows could graze from sunrise to sunset. These cows were taken care of by boys from the village. The villagers had devised a roster system for looking after the cows. One boy from each of the households in the village was assigned the task of looking after the cows for a day. Every household in the village had to contribute towards the duty of looking after the village community cows.
It so happened that there lived in the valley a boy named Tomal who was such a delinquent and irresponsible boy as ever known to the villagers. Such was Tomal’s character that it was second nature for him to fib and make up tales to fool the innocent villagers. He got into a lot of troubles over this habit of his but alas! The boy never learnt his lesson. His parents who themselves had been frequently at the receiving end of his lies and deceit had given up on him as a lost cause. This tale is about how Tomal’s lie costs him his life and what we can learn from his story.
As I had mentioned before, the village had a roster system of looking after the cows. On one occasion it was Tomal’s turn at looking after the cows. He went to the grazing ground with a big herd of cows at a time when the sun was just rising in the clear blue sky. As it was a bright sunny day, Tomal wanted to laze around and while away his time. He was not at all interested in his task of taking care of the strayed cows. He found his assigned task boring and tedious and wanted to avoid his duty. He thought of an idea to make some mischief in order to while away his time and have fun at the expense of the innocent simple-minded villagers. Nearby the grazing field he saw people from the village working hard on the paddy rice fields and he conceived of an idea as to how to have some fun at these people’s expense. He climbed high on the top of a tree and raised a false alarm. He cried out loud and clearly “Tiger! Tiger! Help! Help! ” . He wanted to cause excitement and alarm among the villagers and to have a good laugh at their reactions. As he shouted at the top of the voice, the people working in the nearby paddy fields heard his cry of alarm and were taken aback. Everybody with their weapons in hand came rushing to the grazing ground where the cowherd was shouting and crying for help.
When they reached the spot, they enquired to the boy “My dear boy! What happened?! Why are you shouting? What sort of help do you need?!”. But to their surprise they could not see any difficulty or impending danger. Hearing the cowherd’s cry of alarm they had expected to see a fierce man-eating tiger lurking around to attack the cows and the cowherd. So they had come ready to tackle the tiger with their weapons. But what do they see! No sign of a tiger nearby, no tiger coming out from the nearby jungle to threaten the cows or the boy himself.
Tomal when he saw the villagers come rushing to his help with their weapons in hand burst out laughing and confessed “My dear village folks, I was just playing a prank on you! There is no tiger and I don’t need any help!” The villagers were shocked and felt themselves as being cheated by the cowherd’s lie of a tiger approaching the grazing ground and threatening lives. The villagers returned home feeling cheated by the false alarm of the cowherd boy. They felt that they could not ever trust the words of this cowherd again.
Many days passed and then came a day when it was yet again Tomal’s turn to look after the cows. As usual Tomal was busy scheming of a means to while away his time when looking around what does he see! A tiger with bright burning eyes as fierce and bold as one can imagine comes rushing out from the jungle. The poor cowherd frightened out of his wits cried at the top of his voice “Tiger! Tiger! Help! Help!” as had often been his wont when he had played a prank on others. But this time Tomal saw no villagers coming to his rescue with weapons on hand. All long he kept shouting for help and yet not a single soul came in response to his cry for help. All of a sudden the tiger jumped and felled upon the cowherd boy. The cowherd was killed instantly.
Thus when at last a tiger did come and threatened the cowherd’s life and he cried out “Tiger! Tiger! Help! Help!” the voice though heard by the villagers working near the paddy rice fields, they took it to be a prank yet again of Tomal’s and so no one took it seriously or paid much attention to his words..
Such was the ill fate of the cowherd boy whose own lies recoiled on him to death. So my dear readers, this story teaches us a valuable lesson as to how lies can cost even one’s own life and how we should restrain from making up tales and lies to fool others and try to lead an honest upright life as befits a good human being.
Sanjenaha (Meiteilol-da)
by Anonymous
Thaina mamangeida sanjennaha kouba pakhang macha ama leirammi. Mahak leikaiduda kak kaak touba heishingbata nattana oidaba ngangba amada shemjin shajinnaba wari touba da expert oirammi.
Leikai gi ahallaman na wari watai shaba sana khotnabada shu chayet chayet touduna angang ahan oina shu tourammi.
ahan mayamna shatrang shannare kharra yao,horai khaiba khara yao,kei yen shannaba khara yao nonganbadagi numit taba phaoba yumgi makhada leiramde.lairik laishugi waadi makokta kari amata changlamde.Karigumbada magi longgaa mayamga pullabashu afa nungai thabak amata touramde,Naorina uchek khara kaap migi hei khara huran,karan turan touduna matam chuppa lellammi.
nongmadi mamana magi matoududa shaoduna haigattana cheirammi amadi magi lamchatta ahongba purakoidaba oirabadi eema ga amata koubirakkanu hairammi.
waadu tabada mathawai nungaitraduna,phare adudi ei yumda hanjaklakaroi haiduna chatkhirammi.Nongma nini mamannabagi mayumda lekaba matungda upai leiraktaduna aroibadadi ahan kangbu ama sha taanba chatpaduda yaoge haina kanna takshillammi amadi magini haibada yumda kana amata leite ,eema shu eepashu leitre ka haiduna aroibida haijinba duda ,ahan kangbu adu khangba ngamdaduna phare phare haiduna mahakpushu pubirammi.
ashumna mahak sha taanba kangbu ga loinana sha taanba chatlammi.
jungle youraba matungdashu oidaba nganga ba leplamde amadi nongmei kappa shu hei haina haijillammi.Adudagidi mangonda nongmei ashubi ama shinnarammi.Ashum asum jungla manungda changshallaklabada kei yamna leiba jaga ama your haina ahan kangbu adugi luchingbana hairammi.
Madu tabada sanjen nahagi kokta karan gi wakhal ama laklammi amadi nongllakpaga mayamdagi khara laapna,mayaamna udaba mapham amada chatlaga ....ho eibu amukta kanbiyu ...ei keina chagadoure ,keina laakle ...ka haiduna hanjan hanjan laoraklammi.Madu tabada ahan mayam adu pakhatladuna mahakki makhona lakpa maikeiromda pakhat pakhatna chenshillaklammi....manaak yourakpadadi .......houna houna khigatladuna sanjennahana laoraklammi....eina nakhoi mayam apangshiba....ahanni haidan makok yaodeda haiduna karemnarammi..
Shaoraduna ahan mayamdu mahakpu maphamduda thanamlaga halaklammi..
ngaihak leirga sanjennahadu ashengba kei amana attack tuorakpa kandadi nongmei ama yaojarabashu kappadi heitabanina ,mahakna kanna kanna laorabashu ...faagi touribani haiduna ahan mayamdu manakta lak khide....
kana amata kanba laktrabada sanjen naha adu keina chakhirammi
oidaba ngangbana sanjen naha keigi chinjaak oikhi.
houjik phaobada sanjen naha keina chaba hairaga oida ba ngangba mayambu warning tounari..
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