AN IDEAL POCHURY: MELURI BY THE RIVER TIZU.
PRIDE AND POLITE PIECE : ABODE OF THE GRACEFUL SHILLOI LAKE.
Historical glimpse: FILII SOLI/Sons of the soil
Sons of the soil deeply rooted with the scent of the mountains intertwined by the legacies of being fearless bears the name "POCHURY". A political consensus breathes about the cluster of small ethnic groups coming together to form Pochury tribe. A poetic depiction and metaphoric frame of the tribe escalates far from Icarus fall but rather sing the chorus by the rhymes of, '' Youngest yet wisest, Smallest yet smartest, A relentless soul.
The genesis of the tribe gravitate us back to the times of wondering age when the fate of man was to be negotiated to the mercy of nature. Like the Celtic speaking tribes and others everywhere around the world, written record was a far cry but the voice of the legends embark upon the urban believed that the humbled tribe is a cluster of natives from three village namely SAPO, KUCHU and KWIRY, which also serve as an acronym to the nomenclature, Pochury. It further includes the groups migrated from different face of land like from the Rengma tribe and Sangtam tribe which later form the formidable brotherhood which by political scenerio envisage a perfect entity born out of chunks. An alien, specifically the britishers understanding of the tribe was enshrined with the other fellow tribes, they regarded the tribals as the Eastern Rengma and Eastern Sangtam. JP Mills in his book, 'The Rengma Nagas,1937', referred the tribals as the Eastern Rengma. Pochury falls under the umbrella of various Naga tribes of Nagaland, India and resides in the eastern part of Phek district chanting to the clouds of rich heritage at Meluri town by the river Tizu.
Opening Ethereal Epistle : Bonis animabus/ Patriotic souls
Guided by the spirit of forefathers, the tribe is etched with the word patriotic, be it turbulent times, be it tempting times, be it cornered times, be it do or die times, the unconditional love and towering of respect for the tribe among the sons of tribes is beyond the beauty of an epic fairytales and fantasies. Like the Roman's loyalty to the republic, the tribals loyalty to the tribe have had been gigantic like the galaxies that grows beyond the vision of mankind. The young generations are instilled, inspired and passed on with the patriotic qualities like receiving an ointment from Prophet Samuel. The blooming of Pochury tribe in our modern society is a revelation of being patriotic in the past, paving a way for the glory days. With an avalanche like change of trend pirating on the sea of an innocent neighborhood across the tribals society with deceitful, betrayal and disgraceful traits, the patriotic souls of the tribals remains unscathed leaving no room for nefarious to devour the night and graciously stand tall like a majestic amaryllis blooming in the meadows. Relationship between fellow tribals guided by the stars of mutual trust and one kind of an unbreakable bond cruising the word of God into practice like it's written in John 15:13 Greater love has no one than this, that someone lay down his life for his friends. Be it at dawn, be it at dusk, the patriotic souls of the tribals paved its own way to the write up of an ideal Pochury.
Equilibrium Epistle Filius Dei: Sons of God
The equilibrium Epistle of an ideal Pochury is based on a pyramid of tribals character and a grit of its hospitality intent. The Pochury tribe levitate beyond the dimension of a political sphere and encompasses its own abode and fortitude through faith by the grace of God, a living shepherd and a practitioner of Mathew 5:44-45 which reads, But I say to you, Love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you, so that you may be sons of your Father who is in heaven. Attaching an insights background of the theme, Christianity was first introduced to Shatiiza Village in the year 1947 by Evangelist R. Sarie from Chakhesang community and rest followed up accepting Christ and from then and there, there was no turning back.
A ray of hope was shared by one of the co-writer, Tsia-Kiivi of Cyprus youth, while illustrating an ideal Pochury who proudly kept her head held high stating that, 'A thought on an ideal Pochury intrigues and ignites a picture of my people on my mind, who are welcoming, hardworking, warm-hearted and the way they carry themselves inspires and invites me to appreciate and love my community more than ever'.
Today, In the age of a glamour hegemonised society, the sons of God in the east starting from the scintillating valley of the Kamaleh area welcomes a guest with an open arms chanting hymns of tradition and singing hallelujah and the Meluri range area- abode of football in the Pochury area dances away to the tune of brotherhood in christ drawing an ideal Pochury like an art. The God fearing and unconditional love ribbon is further stretched down to the traditional hymns of Poyesha area which further graciously pass on to the abode of the Siberian Cranes: Phongkhuri area. The land of the Queen of the lakes continues its chants of brotherhood which then echo its voice of love far and wide. This ribbon of love shared among the tribals and loving another as one is one such stupendous character which shines the write up of an ideal Pochury.
Epistle Hope and Vision
Hope is the essence of life. Vision is the map of prosperity . Hope and Vision are the gauntlet and shield in the solid war zone of life. This pocket epistle hails hope and vision of an ideal Pochury.
As it is written in Jeremiah 29:11
“For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope.” We take-on our vision on an ideal Pochury with hope and by faith.
First of all, our vision for an ideal Pochury advocates for equality. A symbolic expression of the fact that two quantities are equal defines equality, it should be directly proportionate with the relationship of two fellow-man. Every man should be treated equally irrespective of differences solely based on character and discipline rather than reckoning on background and financial status.
Enclosing Epistle: Akheshie/Land of talented souls
Engaging in artistic expression requires tantamount inspiration with a unique utility at bay, let alone be to possess exhilarating artistic skills to blanket the inhabitant region of Pochury. The enclosing epistle of an ideal Pochury is based on the aesthetic talent flowing in the heart of Meluri by the river Tizu. This castle of talent is not merely an environmental phenomena but a grace of God blessed to mankind as written in Exodus 31:3, I have filled him with the Spirit of God in wisdom, in understanding, in knowledge, and in all kinds of craftsmanship. The tribals, young and old, man and woman, big or small does not smirk away to the tune of an idle mind but accelerate oneself to the beat and rhythm of craftsmanship.
The NYUSHO festival celebrated in the month of February in Meluri exhibits such craftsmanship. The traditional bamboo baskets known as NYIKUOKUO, ASIIRA though visibly dwindling art still lingers to the touch of the elders and passing on such art and techniques to the younger generation form an ideal possession. The male group are also gifted in creating traditional spoons and furniture which are worth displaying at larger platforms. The woman folks of the tribe are also gifted in making artistic traditional shawl like AMIETHSII which could be reckoned as an identity symbol of the tribe when compared to the rest with its unique design. These air of talent floating across the touch of Pochury community reflects and forms an image to the onlookers who then hails Pochury as the sons of talented souls. Any genuine observer would eventually reckon Pochury as the land of talented souls which later inspires its own way to the write up of an ideal Pochury.
Interlude: The Eternal bequeath
This concluding epistle of an ideal Pochury is a silent prayer for the young tribal souls lost in the ocean of doubts and confusion. In fact it may appear counterintuitive to attach about hurdles and challenges in an ideal write up but winning battles against the bad itself etched upon the walls of an ideal state of legends. Metaphorically speaking, deep down ray though vanishing bright, million of stars rules the night and no force on earth can annihilate God's creation so you and I can win battles against the mighty shortcomings as long as we both walk by faith like it's written in Lamentations 3:22-23
The steadfast love of the LORD never ceases; his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.
Enclosing the write up of an ideal Pochury with a humble soothing ten lines sonnet which rhymes,
Stay mellifluous, drifting far from house of flush,
Catch rendezvous, wiping off sad touch, no rush.
Don't sell your fate for a magical destiny,
Cause all we got to do is pray.
Don't fall for pride when we know its folly
Taste trust, shade distrust,
Untanglin' a loose bond that's mocking us.
Face dust, blade unjust
Revealing a fused hold that's ruining us.
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