Kangleimaichou

It wasn't long ago, it was only a few years back which still looks like only yesterday. You must have seen me there lugging that duplicate Moreh Nike bag, eyes starry, body still hard and sinewy from days in the fields. There were special meals for me for twenty consecutive days in the entire district. Each one of the relatives and family friends fed me with the look on their faces saying: Oh boy, we will never see you again. I was going away with the mask of the master in one hand while the another lugging the duplicate bag. I was too shy to put on that though; I wasn't so sure where I should start wearing that master's thing. My old man was full of emotions, my mother was devastated, so it was those people, who had once trodden the unknown patches, who kept telling me why I should wear that mask or from where I could start wearing. Someone said,"From Awang BOC." There were conflicting voices," No, no. People may say things. Don't listen to him, you c...