By the time
Wangchuk returned from India, my life was like day and night. I was happy that
he returned home but I was sad that he was postponing our marriage. Whenever
his parents talk to him about the marriage, he would look for reasons to say
that he is not ready. I was victim of trusting the wrong person again.
“Ongchu, you
have already agreed to marry with Lekyuen. We all agreed that you two will
marry as soon as you reach here. Now, what is the reason that keeps you from
pushing your marriage farther?”, the father scolded him infront of me.
“See Apa! See
Ama! I don’t mean that I will not marry with her. I am just telling that it is
too early. She is a teacher. What do I have? I don’t have a job, I am still
young and I am studying. Will not it be better if I marry after I become fully
independent?”, Wangchuk shouted back at his parents.
My eyes could
not carry the loads of his words. Often I had to wipe my tears. The quarrel and
chaos went on in the house. I was helpless once again. I thought that I was the
cause of chaos in the family. But I guess I wasn’t.
“Apa and Ama, to
be honest with you, I have my own girlfriend who is of my age and who is going
to become an engineer in few years to come. I am so sorry to tell you all these
and I know I cannot hide anymore”, that was his conclusion that paused the
chaos in the family.
“Apa and Ama, I
am sorry for causing troubles in your family. Thank you for everything”, I
tried to speak more but I could not. I was made to cry and run towards the
school. It had become my routine ever since my break up with Tashi. Now, it was
another person but of the same version.
I slammed the
door of my house, pulled my blanket and slept with my face towards the pillow.
I was trying to hold my voice by biting the edge of the blanket.
Suddenly, there
was a knock on my door. I didn’t really know who was it. Might be principal?
Might be Wangchuk’s mother? Or other? Well, I tried to be normal. I wiped all
my tears. I tried to suppress my tears but it kept coming. Slowly, I tiptoed
towards my door and opened it.
It was Wangchuk!
Why did he come
on my door? To beg like a dog? But by looking at his face, he was furious. His parents
might have scolded him. And he might have come to blame me for all the things happened
in a family.
“Why do you come
here? Just get out of my sight! I don’t want to see your stupid face! What do
you think of me? Children to be teased and toy to be played? Well, you are
wrong to think that”, I shouted at him.
Then he started
crying. He melted infront of me like Himalayan Glaciers. I didn’t know why had
he needed to act so innocent with the devil’s heart.
“Lekyuen,…”
“No! Stop
speaking! I know that words that come from your mouth are all fake. If you
don’t go out immediately, should I call Tshogpa (the head of the village)?”
He turned his
back slowly like an old dog and disappeared out of my sight. I went back to my
room and sit with my back hunched against knees. Instead of crying, I realized
all men we meet in life are not meant to be married.
The Epilogue
The Epilogue
I knew why I was
called Lekyuen. I often asked mom who named me? She said that the name was
given to me by one of the lamas. He might have seen my past and my future. Le
in Dzongkha means karma or problems and Kyuen means everyone. I was fated to
carry everyone’s problems. I carried for two and I am prepared to face fiercer
battles than just broken marriages. Harder the stone, stronger the wall it will
make. Life comes like a lemon and we have a choice: to make into lemonade or
throw it away after a few bites.
Has anyone
thought how important is to take care of ourselves first? Do you ask what makes
you happy and what makes you sad? If you are sad about yourself, you will
realize that you had been thinking and caring others instead of yourself. After
every heavy rainfall, there is a time for beautiful rainbow.
I said earlier
that I hated roads and the vehicles since they took the persons I loved. Now, I
thank them because they knew that those persons are not worthy of marrying or spending
a lifetime together. Since then, I have set the first priority to myself and to
my students. They are better friends. I also said that I will hate Rukubji but
I have changed my mind. I will instead remember it because it tested me and I
passed the first test of my life.
In few years to
come, I will be at Bajo or other schools. Before I leave, I will look at the
valley of Rukubji and fold my palms to thank everyone for making me stronger.
For now, I am
stronger and I am happy. Hardships are the effective ladders to be strong.
Woah.... Worth reading ur story la....
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