In Kohima, Joy's friend's (or contacts, as he affectionately calls such people) Supong and Woti offered to show us around town... Supong's dad (referred to as Uncle T) works in the Tourism Dept., and gave us valuable guidance and help.
People are irrational at times, and Uncle T was very impressed by Paulo.. I think he was looking at her as a prospective match for Supong.. so during our introductions, he reserved a special set of questions exclusively for Paulo...
What does your dad do?
Do you live in a rented house or...?
And then the shocker...
Is your mother alive?
Paulo turned and looked at me in shock, like I had the answer buried in my mouth..
So while we were at a cathedral, with Joy clicking away, Unc T suggested a neatly framed picture of Paulo standing in front of the cathedral, like a 6 yr old on her first excursion...
Paulo's final comment is that Unc T was sweet.
We went to some heritage village called Kisama.. they have huts resembling those of the 16 Naga tribes. It's a typical touristy place.. too artificial. Joy enquired about the number of tribes to every other person he met... he'd say something like "so, how many tribes... totally, how many tribes... in the whole of nagaland, how many tribles... how many major tribes..." Even worse, Joy asked the names of the tribes.. like he'd point to a certain hut and ask which tribe it belonged to... like the 2 kb memory card in his head is going to care enough to retain any of it.
3 comments:
Just to set records straight, Uncle T was NOT looking at me as prospective wife for his son, he really just was sweet.
why would random sweet people be interested in the state of existence of your mum or the ownership of your home? Besides that, Uncle T is most certainly just sweet.
You, and your matlabi world....
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