Firstly, I would like to introduce myself. My name is Teresa Tangpua and I belonged to an ethnic tribe called the Zomi which inhabits western Burma, south Manipur (a state in India), the Chittagong Hilltracts (in Bangladesh) and Mizoram, literally meaning land of the Zomis… which is a full fledged state in north east India. We have mongoloid features.
Coming to the point, I have heard many ghost stories from my grandparents and my dad as well. Our tribe believed ghosts to be of two categories… the first being that of dead people and the second type exist as humans have existed. We have folklores like Khupching and Ngambawm where Khupching is the heroine who dies, her spirit visits Ngambawm, her lover and takes him to the land of the dead… even though he was still alive.
My dad’s village has well preserved footprints believed to be that of Khupching and Ngambawm. I still remember my grandpa telling me about a fight or a battle that took place between those inhabiting the dense thick forests of Burma and the other on India’s side. Before you get confused, let me tell you before the British rule, the places I mentioned above were one but now divided between three countries, really a sad fact for the Zomi’s tribe! My grandpa told me during the fight, there were lightnings and rains and thunderstorms. After the battle the remnants were dead insects, lizards, snakes,etc.
There was also a time my dad saw a fairy! Another time he was woken up by his grandmother’s ghost who was very fond of him! There was also a time when my dad saw his brother’s face among the clouds… confused when he got home… his brother was dead! There are so many stories I wanna share. I will write about each one of them in detail some other time.
Written by Teresa Tangpua, Copyright 2009