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Chapter Twenty-seven. Return to Nagaland |
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the modern part of Mon and the old village |
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For the moment, however, my attention was drawn to the modern town of Mon. The jeep in which we were travelling had reached the outskirts, and I realized that as so many Indian hill stations, Mon consisted of a conglomeration of barracks, office buildings, shops, and bungalows irregularly dispersed over hillocks and slopes. All the modern buildings were of the style common throughout Assam -- single-storeyed with whitewashed walls on a framework of timber and roofs of iron sheets painted red. In between these modern buildings stood a few Naga houses, built completely in traditional style including the roofs thatched with palm leaves. Motorable roads led up and down to hillocks to all the different buildings and living quarters. To my amazement I noticed even electrical street lighting. |
