THOUGHT OF JIGME ZANGPO

Tuesday, November 21, 2017

Loponla, chapter 16

As I finish wearing gho, I look at the mirror trying to remember my first day in this school. I can see the difference in my look. Today, I look happy. I feel satisfied. I feel, whole today. Making my hair, I pick up my textbook when my phone rings. Taking the phone from my bed, I look outside through the window as it’s Chezom. Without receiving the call, I walk outside when she waits at the road a few meters above my apartment.
Waving hand to her, I shout, “Just a minute.”
Wearing my shoes, locking the door, I walk towards her as she waits smiling as the wind waves her shiny hair. As she stands with face glowing in the morning warm rays, greeting her, I ask her, “How was your dream?”
She smiles, “I don’t dream.”
Walking along with her, I say, “Only angels don’t dream.”
“Which means, I am an angel.”
She laughs out hitting my shoulder. It feels good to be walking with her. I know I have feelings for her but I cannot confess besides I don’t want to hurt her. But being friends is much better. Talking about last night’s concert, we walk up the slope towards the school when students greet us on the way.
As we reach the staffroom, before entering I check the notice board when a notice reads about an urgent meeting. Checking my phone, I look at her, “Meeting?”
Making a childish face she says, “I hate meetings in this school.”
Keeping our books on the table, we walk down towards the conference hall. Getting inside, sitting beside me at the back, Chezom says, “Students really loved the film.”
“Thanks for your help.”
I thank her, when other teachers start to walk in one by one. After a few minutes, the Principal walks in. Reading the papers in front of him on the table, he says, “Please, start with the last night’s film.”
“What?”
I say to myself, when the Vice Principal stands up. Looking at me, he starts, “This film was very misleading as it promotes love affairs among our students. It was an open rebellion towards our hard work to fight couple case in our schools. Though, I warned Mr. Tobgay, not to screen the film but he did and now we know, how this film will affect our students. As a teacher, he should not have taken that project which promotes relationships among the students.”
He sits down, when other teachers look at me. Then the Principal gives opportunity for other teachers to make comments about it and I expect the eldest teacher to stand up and support the Vice Principal but he sits calmly. Waiting for a few minutes, getting no opinions from the floor, Principal asks to start with the second agenda.
The staff secretary stands and says, “As Tobgay is leaving tomorrow. There will be a farewell tonight. I would like to welcome everyone.”
After an hour of heated discussion on various agendas, finally I stand up when the Principal is about to give the concluding remarks.
“Good morning to everyone. I would like to thank the staff secretary for taking initiative to organize a farewell party to me but I am sorry, I will not be able to attend, as I have dinner with my coaching group. I am leaving this school but my three months stay in this school will be the best part of my life and the memories will be cherished forever. Many teachers hate me for breaking many rules of this school. I was not here to challenge the school management but my instinct to help students forced me to break rules.
I still remember the words of DEO when he said, “Finish what you start.” Considering my situation, people may think, I am a liar as I am not keeping my promise. But I am not feeling guilty as deep down inside my heart, I am happy that my six students will do well be it trial or main exam. They don’t need my consistent guidance hereafter as I am sure that as a teacher I am being able to teach them how to fish by themselves and survive rather than feeding them every day by fishing myself.
My last words to our teachers sitting in this room would be that setting boundaries and using fear tactics while dealing with students will no more work as the time has changed and it’s important for every teacher to understand a student by getting into their shoes and being sensitive to their needs and wants, rather than using stick. Teachers need to win the hearts of students, for them to accept you as their teacher.”
Ending my speech with these words, I sit down when other teachers look at me looking confused as if I have spoken Chinese. After the concluding remarks by the Principal, teachers get out when Chezom looks at me, “Thank you for your words.”
“Thank you for supporting me.”
As the sun sets, a feeling a happiness fills up my body making it lighter. Walking towards the shop where I will be having dinner with my coaching group, I check time in my phone. Having ordered the dinner, Chezom and I wait when students walk in one by one. Standing up, Chezom welcomes them and as they sit round the table, aunty gets tea to the table. Then greeting them, I thank them for coming when my phone rings.
“Hello?”
“I am Delkar. Can you meet me once after the dinner?”
“Sure.”
Since the day, she left the classroom after seeing Chezom, Delkar never talked with me. She didn’t come to teach dancing. I tried to talk with her a few times but she always ignored me. So, a call from her today surprises me. Keeping my phone down, I look at Chezom when she stands up and says, “Since sir will be leaving tomorrow. If you have got anything to say, please the floor is yours.”
Looking at each other, they go silent for a while finally when Nima stands up, “This is the shop, I met sir for the first time.”
He smiles while others laugh out loudly.
“This shop connected me with sir. One thing that I learnt from sir is that he is a person who is committed to doing small things wholeheartedly. I am very grateful to sir for bringing brightness to my darkened life.”
Saying this he sits down, when other five students stand up one after another, speaking good things about me. All of them spoke only good about me. Only good things. Finally, Chezom gives me opportunity to say a few words when I thank her and start.
“I am very lucky to have met you all. All I want to say is that if you think that I have been a good teacher, say those not only from your mouth but prove to me by doing well in exams. If you fail in exams, I will assume that you were just bluffing. Your marks will tell whether I have been a good teacher or not.”
Concluding my speech with these words, I look at Dargay and Yethro who are sitting together.
“I didn’t expect you two will be in relationship. School is against relationships, so be careful. I am not against the relationships but as mentioned in the film by Deki, students need to understand the difficulties and risks involved when students are in relationship. Dargay and Yethro, I don’t want to see you two becoming parents before completing your graduation.”
They stay smiling as I mention these words, when I look at Deki, “I see a great writer in you. Keep writing and I want to be the first person to read your book.”
She thanks me when I look at Norbu and say, “I want you to be the greatest singer in Bhutan but you need to know that education is very necessary as when your fans asks your education background, you cannot just say, “I am a class 10 drop-out.”
Looking at Tenzin, I tease, “Cristiano Ronaldo. Be the best and I believe in you. I want to see you representing our nation, one day.”
After this, aunty comes with the dinner. After dinner, I thank them as they walk back to the hostel. Sitting down next to me, Chezom looks at me, “Where are you going?”
I smile at her and say, “Australia.”
“Why?”
“To make money.”
Chapter 17 Tomorrow 9PM!

Monday, November 20, 2017

Loponla, Chapter 15

Walking towards my table, I stand looking at the marks obtained by my group from the first test. As the final bell rings, I pick up the answer sheets and walk outside when the Vice Principal stops me.
“Can I talk with you for a moment?”
Leading me to his office, he sits down as I stand before him. Looking at me, he clears his throat, looking hesitant he says, “I heard your short film is about school love? Is it?”
I reply, “Yes, sir.”
Then he goes silent for a while and looks outside through the windows, looking at the students buzzing around the MP hall with the hall decoration for the night, he says, “You have broken every rule of this school and even then, you are still in this school. So, lucky. Please, think it over before you screen your film tonight.”
“Okay, sir.”
Thinking about his words, I walk down the staircase towards the classroom 10D. School concert is tonight and my film will be screened and students are very excited about it being first of its kind in this school. It took two weeks to shoot the film. For last weeks, students have been busy practicing for the concert, for the concert is the night on which they get opportunity to showcase their talents.
Reaching the class 10D, I walk in with unusual heaviness in my heart, when they stand up faces brimming with concert excitement. Greeting them, I look at them carefully.
As they wait for me looking excited, I pick up the papers and say, “Here are the answer sheets.”
Their faces change and Nima stands up, “Sir, can you give us the papers after the concert, please?”
Listening to him, I wait. As he sits down, I say, “I want to give today because you all have performed well.”
Giving them the papers, I look at them as they busy themselves counting the marks. It has been two months and they have become my family now. It pains to know that I will be leaving this school very soon.
“Sir, who is the topper?”
Norbu asks me, when I show him the list based on their marks.
“Please, note the person after you and your responsibility is to improve his/her marks by 50% in the next test.”
Wishing luck to Norbu for his performance tonight, I look at him, when he says, “I am very afraid, sir. But I will give my best.”
Locking the door, as I walk outside, when Chezom waits for me.
“Did you set up the projector?”
I ask her, when she says, “I did.”
Walking with her towards the hall, we stop at the canopy. Sitting down, she looks at me, “Are you sure you want to screen the film?”
Remembering the Vice Principal’s warning, I stay silently not knowing what to say.
“What if they terminate your contract?”
She asks me, looking sad.
Looking away from her at the mountains far in the distance, breathing in the fresh air of the campus, I say, “I am leaving this school.”
“What?”

Chapter 16 Tomorrow 9 PM


Sunday, November 19, 2017

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Loponla, Chapter 14

Standing at the Principal’s door, I am waiting for him, as the pain lingers in my legs. Leaning my back against the wall, I am trying to rest my body. I had never been as busy as today. Though, I had only four hours class but clearing students’ doubts in the free hours exhausted me. Other teachers say, “Our students are so intelligent that they never ask doubts.” But not in my subject.
I always spend half an hour of my every class clearing doubts, before starting the lesson for the day. In my first class, when asked, “Do you like math?”
They shouted, “No, sir.”
Now, they show unusual interest in math. Standing straight, I smile when the Principal comes up from the staircase, with a paper in hand. Greeting me, he walks inside, as I follow him. As he takes the seat, I stand when he looks at me and say, “How is your coaching going on?”
“Good, sir.”
“Happy to know that.”
Picking up a paper, he reads it for a while and looks at me, “Students have written an application, requesting you to be the new warden. What do you think?”
I reply instantly, “I will not get time sir. I want to focus on my coaching.”
“Okay. Good luck.”
Thanking him, I take a few steps when he says, “Keep inspiring our students.”
Nodding, I walk out when Chezom stands at the staffroom’s door as if waiting for someone. On seeing me, she smiles and walks towards me. Stopping in front of me, she says, “My friend is inviting me for dinner tonight. So, I would be happy if you give me company.”
She waits for my reply, when I stand feeling exhausted even at hearing those words. Just now, I have to go and meet my coaching group, as we need to finalize the story for the film and Norbu’s song for the concert.
“Tobgay? Please.”
“Okay.”
Thanking me, she walks back to the staffroom when I walk down the staircase. She stops suddenly.
“Where are you going?”
“To meet my group.”
“I will also come.”
Walking down, I head towards 10D classroom, still wondering about Nima. In the morning, I saw him in the class looking frightened but I cannot go and talk with him. I want to talk with him now. Reaching at the door, I walk inside expecting Nima but he is not. Greeting other five students present in the classroom, I ask Deki to narrate the story briefly as she says that she has completed the story.
As she narrates the story, there is knock at the door. Walking to the door, expecting it to be Nima, I open it when Chezom stands at the door. Getting inside, she sits at the back when Deki continues with the narration. Listening to her story carefully, I feel happy as she has written a very good story. As she finishes the story, Dargay says, “Any possibility of adding a new female character?”
As Deki stands confused by this question, Yethro shouts from her seat, “I like the story, though I have to act with you. Keep it up, Deki.”
Keeping his new guitar leaning against a table, Norbu stands up and says, “I have a song which suits this story.”
Then Chezom interrupts, “You can record the song in studio. I will pay for that.”
Looking at her, I ask, “Any comments about the story?”
She thinks for a while and says, “We need to change the ending a bit.”
Thanking her, I am about to speak to Deki, when there is another knock on the door. Standing up, I walk to the door confidently, thinking that it’s Nima. As I open the door, Delkar stands at the door smiling.
“Oh, please come in.”
She walks in calmly. Closing the door, I turn back when she stops walking and stands looking at Chezom. As I stand silently, confused by this, she turns her face and opening the door, she walks out when Chezom sits there looking angry. Not knowing what to do, I turn back and follow Delkar down the staircase, when she walks towards the library without looking back at me even when I call her.
She goes directly to the library. I follow her and as I walk in, Wangmo sits looking surprised, when Delkar picks up the key from her table and walks out looking very angry without even looking at me. Looking at me, Wangmo asks me, “What happened sir?”
“I don’t know.”
Chapter 15 Tomorrow at 9PM