It's the end of a long, tiring day of travelling and we are now at Dimapur in Nagaland. I somehow don't feel like I'm in the north-east. It could be a small, dusty town anywhere else in India and it seems to have more migrants than the original inhabitants.
The fabulous dress sense of the people here continues to astound me. They are always so chicly attired and I am so so envious of the way they put things together.
Other than that, today was a fairly interesting day. We left from Nameri pretty early and I was quite disappointed to leave. It weas such a beautiful place and one that I would definitely love to visit again.
The road to Dimapur led through Kaziranga National Park and for once we were lucky enough to spot some one horned rhinos. Th rest of the ride however was long and boring and hot and saw me dozing pretty much throughout it.
The army and security presence here in Dimapur is considerable and on our evening walk, we saw quite a few security personnel totting huge guns around and it reinforced for us the fact that we were in a high security are and we can only imagine what it must be like to live here and know that you are constantly in danger. That even a slight transgression on your path might have serious repurcussions.
We saw an example of that this afternoon when we stopped for lunch where we saw a young women picked up by the police for alleged extremist activities. What will happen to the woman after this we no way of possibly knowing but it is still fairly scary to know and to see happening.
If there's any problem, we've been promised security and that scares me, that there could be a proble. Why anybody should have to live like that is beyond me.
The fabulous dress sense of the people here continues to astound me. They are always so chicly attired and I am so so envious of the way they put things together.
Other than that, today was a fairly interesting day. We left from Nameri pretty early and I was quite disappointed to leave. It weas such a beautiful place and one that I would definitely love to visit again.
The road to Dimapur led through Kaziranga National Park and for once we were lucky enough to spot some one horned rhinos. Th rest of the ride however was long and boring and hot and saw me dozing pretty much throughout it.
The army and security presence here in Dimapur is considerable and on our evening walk, we saw quite a few security personnel totting huge guns around and it reinforced for us the fact that we were in a high security are and we can only imagine what it must be like to live here and know that you are constantly in danger. That even a slight transgression on your path might have serious repurcussions.
We saw an example of that this afternoon when we stopped for lunch where we saw a young women picked up by the police for alleged extremist activities. What will happen to the woman after this we no way of possibly knowing but it is still fairly scary to know and to see happening.
If there's any problem, we've been promised security and that scares me, that there could be a proble. Why anybody should have to live like that is beyond me.
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