Resilience is not a proxy for development

The story of Lengnyu and Tsuwao villages in Noklak district, on the surface, is a story of triumph. A collapsed bridge, a severed road, a month of isolation and then hundreds of hands, a wooden structure raised over the Lein River, and connectivity restored before any permanent government intervention arrived. It is being told, rightly, as an example of resilience. But it should also be read as an indictment. That a temporary bridge meant to last “two to three years” is being celebrated as relief says something uncomfortable about how development is distributed in Nagaland.

Noklak is not an isolated case. Similar stories have surfaced in local papers with troubling regularity in recent months. In Kiphire district, villagers of Mimi were reported to have been forced onto a precarious bamboo bridge after landslides severed the Pungro–Mimi road, with the only alternative route stretching well over a hundred kilometres and remaining landslide-blocked even as the report was filed. In Zunheboto’s Pughoboto sub-division, farmers of Chisholimi were reported to have built not one but two makeshift bamboo bridges after their main access road was severed — the first swept away by rain before villagers rebuilt a second in September, so that they could still reach their jhum fields ahead of the harvest. Elsewhere in Noklak itself, a mere seven-kilometre stretch of broken road was documented as concealing a daily ordeal of exhaustion and risk, where pregnant women, the elderly and children were described as being especially vulnerable in the absence of nearby medical facilities.

These are not isolated misfortunes of geography. They form the pattern of a state where infrastructure planning appears to reach the district headquarters and stop. Common across Mimi, Chisholimi, Noklak, and countless unnamed hamlets is the same sequence: disaster, official silence, community mobilisation, and eventually, if the story gains traction, bureaucratic acknowledgment in the form of a “proposal sent.” How many such villages exist beyond a journalist’s reach is difficult to say precisely, but if three districts have yielded several such stories within two months of local reporting, dozens more across Nagaland’s fourteen districts may reasonably be assumed to face comparable conditions unreported.

Whether the government of the day is aware of this hardship is almost the wrong question to be asking. Awareness, in an age of viral photographs and formal travel advisories, is rarely the real bottleneck; a fairly complete record already exists in official files and news archives. What appears to be missing is anticipation, pre-monsoon audits of vulnerable bridges, standing disaster contingency funds held at the district level, and RCC construction timelines that are set in motion before villagers are forced to build the substitute themselves, rather than after.

Inclusive development in Nagaland cannot be measured only by highway inaugurations in accessible districts. It must be measured by whether a farmer in Chisholimi, a patient in Mimi, or a schoolchild along a broken Noklak road can count on the state arriving before the crisis, not after the community has already solved it on its own. Until systems are built for anticipation rather than reaction, editorials such as this one will keep being written about villagers who “did not wait for help” is a phrase that should embarrass the administration far more than it flatters the villagers whose labour it describes.

Media coverage, too, carries a share of the responsibility. Coverage tends to cluster around districts with easier road and phone access, meaning the villages with the worst connectivity are often the least likely to be reported on. A conscious editorial effort, rotating correspondents through remote sub-divisions and treating infrastructure collapse as recurring news rather than one-off human interest, would go some distance toward ensuring that the next Lengnyu or Mimi is known to the state before the bridge falls, not only after it is rebuilt by hand.



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