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Inside the hearth of a Krüna

Neisa Thol

30th January 2015




84 years old Neisa Thol from Kidima village is a proud Angami Naga who believes in staying true to his roots. He is one among the few remaining sixty(estimated) people in his village who follows the indigenous Angami religion Krüna. “Our Krüna (ancestor’s rituals/beliefs) should not be abandoned. This was once our parents and ancestors’ belief and religion.” exclaims Neisa. Although one of his sons converted to Catholic, Neisa, his wife and their other two sons still follow the Krüna and wishes to continue till they die.


In his hearth, Neisa owns a Kheluoba- a unique seat that is only owned (and the right to sit) by individuals or families who has performed a feast of merit for the entire village. This kheluoba is more than a hundred years old, as Neisa mentions that the seat was owned by his grandfather.

“Today lifestyles and culture has changed.” says Neisa who mentions that the most baffling change for him is the increasing population and the fact that humans are dying early and despite the abundance of food in variety, it hasn’t prolonged people’s lives. “In the olden days, people reached the age of 100 and more. People lived to a century but today most people die at their 80s.”

One of the rituals that are of utmost value in the Krüna, according to Neisa is the ritual of the cock which determines the fate of a village each year. This ritual is often conducted to prevent calamities and epidemics in the village.
After Sekrenyi, the consecrated/sanctified cock is brought to a particular area where it is released and predictions are made in accordance to the movement of the cock. If the cock crows and move its feet in the dust, the year’s harvest will be good.
If it flaps its wings, the year will bring good health to the people. However, if the cock does not make any movements or react, an epidemic is expected in the village. The cock will then be released and freed.

“Old days were much better” reminisces Neisa who served as a government teacher in his village and after retirement, continued to work as a farmer. After completing his eighth class in a Government School in Kohima, he joined the Naga struggle for freedom where he served as a Naga Army for four years. He was jailed for two years in the Kohima Jail by the Indian Army after which he left the movement and began teaching in the Government school in Kidima Village.

On being asked about the dangers of losing the Krüna and ways to preserve it, Neisa replied, “If it is gone, it’s gone!!” However his concerned wife intervened saying, “Christians are trying to convince us to convert.” conveying the much confusion to find the balance between preserving one’s culture and coping with the rest of the changing society.
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Neisa opines that the more religion enters a society, divisions also increase. “There are many denominations within Christianity. This has created rifts within our people.” observes Neisa.
Strictly following one’s principles and rituals, is perhaps one much admired element in the ancestor’s religion. “We (Krüna) are often labeled as unwise but we are not. We have our own knowledge and wisdom.” asserts Neisa.  




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