Friday, March 7, 2014

A part of my journey to Tashigang.
This is a piece from my story of journey to Tashigang.
We were early birds to start our yet another day journey from Bumthang. I didn’t smell of breaking dawn then as I left my bed with a heavy heart. I opened my eyes again and felt uneasy before my own childish thoughts. I was on a lower and easy branch while my brothers climbed higher than me. They looked down and tease me as I clenched on it. We could play on the branch of the tree which still stand near my home place. It was so fun playing on it until my mother shouts more than twice for our meals.
I was again into sense that I was in a bus, an eccentric feeling surrounded me. I felt untrue to myself that I am travelling in a fantasy or the real world. I caught unclear glimpse on both sides of the road and felt like I was entering a ‘dark forest’ which I came across in a movie where the entire forest seemed dry and shabby.
It was the time for breakfast, my seat partner woke me up. I was not ready to eat. I turned around as those feelings of early hours left me only that time. Everybody hurried into a cozy room with some old furniture scattered here and there. I was alleviated to sit but I did not eat there.
It was midday but the bus we were travelling was still in silence, I found the people inside were leaning back, some dozing off, listening to music but all looks weary of the long journey. The bus again ceased for lunch at Yadi where we were already into Tashigang district then but the journey continued from there.
When we entered into our college gate at the falling dusk, I knew that almost five hours has been passed after lunch. I was much relieved though suffering from fatigue of the journey. So finally I am in a college crossing many mountains, debris, stupas, prayer flags on the passes through a lonely country road for two days.
I have other parts from this same story of my journey to Tashigang. It is one part where I felt illusions on the way and indeed it is the weariness part I have focused to write on. The important thing I did not miss was that I checked out all the sign post nearby roads for details of my journey though some cemented post were gloomy of their sick conditions.

So check out other parts of my same story of the journey!!!

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