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Chapter Twenty-seven. Return to Nagaland |
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visit to Longkhai, much destroyed |
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Another emotional experience, however, was still in store for (257) me. On the drive to Mon I made a detour to Longkhai,the village where I had spent such exhilarating days in the company of its chief Mauwang. A branch road negotiable for jeeps went right up to the village, and this saved me the long climb which I remembered well from earlier visits. But the village was a sad disappointment, and at first I could hardly orientate myself. Only the Ang's house was -- or appeared to be -- the same, and in front of it there was still the stone-seat reserved for the chief. But close by was a modern tin-roofed school-building, and in place of the morung which had contained the best Konyak carvings I had ever seen, there stood the skeleton of a ruined building now used as a shelter for cows. |
