࿑It is when you look back; there will be beautiful things to ponder upon. I have an old album that was maintained long ago during my schooling days. When I open after many winding years, I find beautiful things adorn in it and short good stories born out of old photos. It is beautiful reminiscence indeed! This is my third series.
My boyhood was intellectual beginning. It was during the prime exist from primary education, I stood academic position. My dad was proud of me and it wasn’t fair though since I have to walk a day to reach junior school. Finally it was worth walking and experiencing the boarding life for the first time at Martshala Junior High School which was upgraded later to Middle Secondary School.
It was a school of complete freedom. I had to attend morning and night study for at least two hours. To go out from the school and loiter around was a choice. The time was vulnerable.
I shall thank for having met with good friends and brought up away from the modern world. Drugs and substance abuse were there. I have seen some of my friends indulging in it. I have seen couples dating. I have seen the drama of sexual relationship. But I was innocent that ruled me enough to stay away from those. More than anything, I feel proud myself for having put more time on studies despite being no one there to guide.
I studied my Middle Secondary education at Tashigang Middle Secondary School. This time I was bit naughty. I was naughty enough to join friends to see the privacy of girls in their dormitory. We used to study till late night. By the time we stop studying, girls would be snoring. Without much fear we sneak around the girls’ dormitory to see how they sleep. Sometimes the scene would be funny, sometimes sexy some friend would say, and sometimes terrifying when matron chased us. Luckily we were never caught.
Life past was like science experiment. I have experienced marijuana, smoking and drinking. The results were that I was negative to drugs. I never like drugs though drinking has become sociable. More than anything, without forgetting my father’s wish to study well, I studied well and I was known by my teachers and friends as good and simple student.
Games in schools were part-time. I was never good at playing any games neither I was too bad. Given a chance to play and engaged an opportunity, I never let my team down. Almost half of Saturday and few hours during week days were spent in co-curricular activities.
More Series coming soon....