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She now runs a small digital literacy workshop in Imphal. Her first lesson: “Before you share a video of a stranger’s room, remember—someone lives there. And that someone has a name.”
But Thoibi mistakenly uploaded it to a public Instagram reel.
In the video titled “I Was the Manipuri Girl” (just 1.2 million views, not 47 million), Thoibi said quietly: “I was never missing. I was never afraid. I was showing my grandmother my new shawl. The door never opened. The shadow is a scooter. The lamp is for prayer. You made a ghost out of a girl who was just… living.” She now runs a small digital literacy workshop in Imphal
She added: “The worst part? While everyone debated whether I was a victim, nobody asked if I was even a person.”
Then, on the fourth day, a small Manipuri YouTube creator named Rohan did ask. He traveled to Imphal, found Thoibi through her cousin, and sat with her over black tea and singju . She spoke for twenty minutes. He recorded her with her permission. In the video titled “I Was the Manipuri Girl” (just 1
But Thoibi had learned something: the internet does not see. It projects. And sometimes, the bravest thing a girl from Manipur can do is not perform fear, but simply say: I was always fine. You were the one who was lost.
Social media, briefly chastened, moved on within a week. A new outrage emerged—a cat meme, a celebrity feud, another crisis. The door never opened
In the quiet, rain-soaked evening of Imphal, a young Manipuri girl named Thoibi did something unremarkable: she filmed a 47-second video inside her hostel room. She had just finished a traditional Ras Lila performance, still wearing her intricate phelia and phurit , her face glowing with sweat and chandan . The video was meant for her grandmother—showing her the new shawl she had bought from the Khwairamband Bazaar.
But the damage was done. A Facebook page called “North East Safety Watch” shared the video with a caption: “Is this another case of missing indigenous girl? 22 seconds in, look at the door opening slightly.” The door had not opened. A shadow from a passing scooter had flickered across the wall.
The video ended with her adjusting her phelia , smiling softly, and saying in Meiteilon, “Eibu ukhre?” — “Do you see me now?”