With the rising of new dawn, gives hope to the new day, new beginning and a new adventure but as journey goes on, day set of with the sun getting dipped behind the mountains(or hills in case of India) pulled by the dusk. Opening the eyes, hostel becoming alive with the voices of different land creatures all settled up here in the knowledge giving home, I too open my chinky eyes. My body factory of bones and muscles sets into work for the day. As soon as I wake, recite some prayer and coop into the bathroom for showering and then provide my oral cavity with some delicious ingredients, may not be, into it in the mess. Coming back, stare at my still dredged into dream roommate with only innerwear upon his lower part of the body. Again do my daily job of sprinkling some H2O onto my hair and style it left and right with the gel(I use hair oil). Going into my wardrobe, I see collar shirts and formal pants hanged, choose for the one I haven’t worn in the previous day, fit it into my thick, large diameter thighs and abdomen. Upon my upper part, I add a white apron representing a medical community and then wait for my two fellow mates to ride our way to the college for the class.
On the way, our shiny shoes get powdered by the dry sands and reach to the class fully made up. There we encounter our another two fellow, now they are not masculine, they are soft and high pitched creatures in our class. Yes, they are girls. Five of us, only five of us in the class and that also all Bhutanese. No seniors, no juniors( yet to come),no international students, no faculties separately, no college segmented, just and just five of us. But a wonderful, joking, laughing, fighting, getting angry ,small, happy family we are. Learning together, leaning when bored together on the table, day dreaming together, bunking together, having juice and lassi together and egg puff not to be forgotten also together. Memories made within these seven months in our college life and yet to be made in another two and half years. We are not recognized much in our college being small in number and course started newly. We are also not recognized in college activities, didn’t receive a fresher’s welcome party like our other course mates did and also unlike them, we could not spot our self inside the quarterly magazine named NECTER which is usually filled with new faces of the year. That was a melancholy thing for we guys felt as if we aren’t there. That was just merely a luck(sad one) for we didn’t have any seniors and the course was a fresh one.
Within this seven months, though not entertained as how we expected the college environment to be, as the passing time, we gained the anatomical wisdom by Madam Sudha on Monday, pathological knowledge by Mr. Basavraj on Tuesday, biochemical history of body by joined faculty of biochemistry department on Wednesday, studies on bacteriological creatures by Mr. Anand on Thursday, physiological functions of the body by Sir. Majunath and on Saturday, join medicine community for learning various national and international health programmes. That trend kept going on weeks by weeks and months by months till this stage where we five have become the most wanted guest in the college as we are taught upon by many professors.. Not only that, sometimes we gather the intellectual knowledge of more the one faculty as PGs(post graduates) also teach us. Compared to the number of learners in our course, number of faculties are more which is of more entertaining to our learning surrounding as what counts more in the end is the basic motto of all education system “learn to excel”. Coming this far from our home land, we are here to learn and with our best strength, will try to excel and go back to our place by printing smiles on our masters. Carrying degree certificate in our hand and a certified knowledge in our brain, we dream to serve our nation to promote the principles and philosophies of Gross National Happiness.
Rough sketch of my MLT Group
(Medical Laboratory technology)
I am not included there as i did that sketch.