We were tensed and worried at first when we entered the classroom. Every one sitting in their relevant seats were looking as if we should tax us unduly for a year. The moment of entrance was awe-inspiring for seven of us from Tashigang. All most all were intellect and brave to challenge among. And the most anticipated moment of the result day proved load of success to most of us.
The ground was fresh and green. For most of us we were first timer. Strikers among the best were Chocolate (Ugyen Chophel) and Tashi Norbu. And the fastest flying wings were most of the time Gadpu (Kunzang Dechen) and Kaptong (Ugyen Tashi). In the sturdy rectangular metal posts were two goal keepers whose duty was to smile rather than to safe goals. Few (Yeshi Norbu) and Thinley Yeozer were these two guys. The main defenses were Norbu Gyeltshen, I and first timers. The tantrum of kicking to the wrong direction, the mockery of thy criticism, your whimsical command not to go near the post and your short-tempered resulted to the perky match ever we’ll remember.
Yeethro Lhamo of drunken Karma Duptho, Hiding from the rain and snow of Ugyen Tashi, unexpected often disappearance of incisive Chocolate into the darkness like the hen looking for a better place to lay egg, feminine nature and the simple look of Mr. Few, little blush and ire of Mr. Raba Zangpo(Dawa Zangpo) for when criticized with a girl from bazaar, Mr. Toujay (Tashi Nima), though thin and intellect and eat like a horse, Buddha nature of Ngawang Tenzin, tendency of all to call Sonam T (Sonam DOrji T)as Hobby, times of all enjoyed with plate full of Bokpi ingredient with sugar, flirty nature and to womanize were Dangdus’s (Phuntsho Dorji)fun and the charm of all to tease chemistry teacher, Mr. Murugon were those reminiscing upon your absence.
Gone are gone and the most difficult part is to get back. These days we are convenient to do anything. We have vehicles, planes, computer etc to comfort us. These conveniences provide equal measure of headache. And the misery crop up.
There are certain things that we can do to bend conditions to our advantage, such as taking vitamins to become strong or setting alarm to wake up. But we can’t hold the world still so that it won’t stir up another tsunami. And we can’t hold us from ending to respire. One day or other we’ll die.
For you my friend Norbu, edited Photo uploaded on the wall of Rangjungpa Group was ambiguous to me once. I was convinced through comments and from other friends. And to my dismay you left this wonderful earth leaving behind your family and friends. I pray for to rest your soul in peace and hope we will meet in the afterlife. Although no words can really help to ease the loss you bear, just know that you are very close in every thought and prayer.
Om Mani Padmi Hung Hree