Let’s talk about puke

A mixture of umpteen substances

Eeeeks! Look, how I have managed to lure your psyche with the headline and let your balls err…eye balls scroll down this opening verdict.

Well, I am so sorry for playing a cheap prank, but what to do-I was left with no option to tick mark, but to grab your flash-light like attention, though we are not really taking about the puke. Nevertheless, we do will talk about the mixture of umpteen puke and puke like substances or worst than puke, as we move along.
But before we move on and on and talk about everything under the Milky Way galaxy, I want to make one thing very, very clear: everything we are about to gossip is between you and me, and no one else. Done? … (Ok done! You say).

Mmh… where do we start?? All right, for warm up sake, let’s talk about this and that. Why don’t we first talk about two dogs mating on the street and you are shooing away the duo in anticipation?
If you feel that is filthy and not worth talking, let’s drop the mating idea-to maintain the tempo.
Without sniffing around the bush, let’s begin our Talks (P.S- Don’t get bamboozled with the talks between NSCN and GoI, because this piece of article has nothing to do with them, literally).

The talk is all about government offices and its machineries.

Ah! But there is nothing worth talking about them either, other than their bribery and corruption related topics-which doesn’t enthuse me to move on.

So let’s divert that topic also.

Let’s deflect and talk about setting up of a world class shopping malls and multiplexes in our state. Wow! Wouldn’t that be great? But there’s also a huge problem, because by now I can hear some one already knocking at the door, probably of extorting an advance payment of that idea, so let’s drop that idea as well.

There’s one nice thing to talk about. Why don’t we talk about the tribes in Nagaland, as we all know, we Nagas have very unique and charming tribes. I am sure this would be immaculate to talk about. But, hold on! I can smell something beneath your arm (sniffs), I could smell tribalism and egoism all around, so before the blood oozes out from one of our brother’s nose let’s brush off our mouth and kick aside that tribe thing too.
Now, what to talk about?

Yes! I have one thing, but I don’t really know if it’ll be worth talking, because the topic itself is so worthy to not talk about. Nonetheless, it’s about the natural beauty of our land (Switzerland of the east), this subject should be free from any hassle, I deeply pray.

Here goes…our land is so beautiful; its landscape is so breathtaking that it feels like our land itself is ‘God’s own country’ (who said that’s Kerela tourism catchline? Pass on that nerd over to me-I’ll poke that fellow with some sharp object?).
The flora and fauna of our state is so rich that, I can see some one already encroaching into someone else’s asset.
Voila! By the word ‘encroaching’ I can remember that there’s a big time dirty nexus going on in our state with land encroachment, as a result, it would be wise to let go this topic-before those encroachers come and grab away my 6 X 3 ft. Sq. land also.

Partner! Am really feeling guilty of not being able to come up with something concert and motivating topic to discuss with you yaar.
Excuse me one last time-shall we talk about road system in our state? What say?

But, oh no! I can faintly remember our Governor saying “I cannot say the road is bad because there is no road”. And since there is no road to talk about, let us fart away this topic as well.

Since there is nothing to talk about, let us settle on to something which is familiar to both of us, puking, that is.
You surely must have traveled by bus- in your lifetime? (I suppose you said yes) if you have never been then you are anti social (Naga diction for every action), you should be banished from our society, because of the silly reason that you have never traveled by bus.

Never mind, that was just a mockery of one else from red planet! Anyhow, do you get that sensation of puking out every time, the whole lot you must have gobble down, whenever you see a bus striped with green colour so on and so forth (Don’t get me wrong, am not mentioning our beloved state transport)? If you feels so then you are allergic to bus therefore travel by taxi. Simple-isn’t it?

Now, to shutter down our mixture of discussion, let’s take an oath: an oath we’ll try to take it to our grave.

It goes like this “In full consciousness, I (mention name-who ever the subject may be) take this ambiguous oath to chew and swallow back the entire material, without making ugly faces, that I have just puked”. And give some sexy smile, which you usually give.

Keep smiling till then.

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