20 Sherabtse College, RUB

To get to enjoy new life is awesome and for which I am, too, starving. I felt like in cloud nine to get the golden prestige to travel with my fairy. The atmosphere itself was understanding in some sense. Fate played the crucial role already for allowing me to travel with my other half which she doesn't know yet.

We were in full-time enjoyment. My other three friends, Penjor, Dorji and Chhimi understood the situation and allowed me to sit with my love. Her aromatic scents engulfed me to mesmerise her vastness of love and her cutesy two dimples on her rosy cheeks while smiling were winning.

My body was in touch with hers and gave the sensation like that of polar principle. Internally I was hot, perhaps the adrenal glands have secreted huge amount of adrenaline that acted vigorously. I was obvious that my face turned erubescent and hers , too.

I couldn't start the conversation. But to get a chance to study with her itself was highest priority. My other friends poked me by their elbows without her notice but I remained stubborn deliberately since my body wobbled due to lack of pluck.

" Uh...don't push me!" I mumbled unwittingly. Their faces turned crimson red and she stared at me longingly.

"Ooops...no. I mean why all of are so silent?" I changed the topic hastily.

"Umm...since we're going quite a far away from our dwellings, I am feeling something like addicted man during rehabilitation." Dorji replied scrupulously, obviously cooked up to save the circumstance. I winked my eyes at him for saving the situation.

"How are you feeling, Lhasang?" I enquired her. I was almost inaudible.

" Fine!" She replied, winking her pearly eyes. Her long and ebonised eyelashes embellished with modern cosmetic were very lovely, giving me the divinely feeling.

"Is it your first year to S. College?" The driver asked, his face contorted with exhaustion yet smiling.

"Yes U-uncle" Penjor replied.

"You're from?" He asked.

"We're from Sarpang only. Finished class twelve from Sarpang Higher Secondary School." Chhimi replied. He is very short but broadened. We teased him calling fatso or dwarf of Snow White.

"Then, how did you know her? She is from Babesa." He asked enquiringly.

"We don't know. He knows!" Dorji pointed towards me. I felt awkward.

"Yes! Today's youth are better exposed than us.'' He replied turning the winding hills over Thrimsing La(pass) near Bumthang-Monggar juncture.

"Alu Chhachhab, let's go for lunch." Driver halted and directed us towards the Monggar Restaurant. We dismounted and went inside. It was a spacious one with scheduled event. We're lucky enough to witness the live song by the Druk Chorus Band.

We ordered a plate of rice with ema datshi, though I felt of taking chicken, coke and autochthonic taste enhancers.

I sat next to Lhasang whereas three of them opposite. They kicked on my lower limbs but yet I couldn't do anything.

"How was the meals?" She asked me in her sing-song voice.

"Yeah....it's...ummm....tasty." I replied scratching my head. I would have talked many things but in front of my dudes , I couldn't, however.

"Yeah....it's yummy!" Chhimi chuckled, his mouth full with green chillies attached with cheeses. It's only in Bhutan that chilli is taken as a curry! Hilarious thing about it is, the Bhutanese use fresh chillies and just the contradiction, they use the rotten cheeses!

"Dawa? Eat faster. You're lagging behind." Dorji kicked my left foot, revived my consciousness. I was lost. They're almost finished with their shares but I just started. I understood why she had asked me about the taste of the food. It was ironical!

"Are you ready?" The driver asked.

"Yes, of course!" Lhasang replied.

We drove in full swing to Sherabtse College which was not too distant from Monggar Town. After approximately fifty minutes or so, we could see the majestic view of the college. With less than ten minutes, we arrived. We dismounted, unloaded our stuffs and gave him the fee.

We were asked to register our names with the warden. He was a tall, built man with curled mustache and dingy red mouth who seemed to be stern from the nature of appearance itself.

Three of my friends were sent to room number M-21 whereas I was to M-22. Lhasang was sent to F-15. Her two friends helped her to settle down to her new room. I was alone. I didn't know what kind of room-mate I will get. I carried my luggage and went to my cell.