A guy in the right place with right people always wins the right battles. And same is true vice-versa. I was brought up in Bumthang. The tinsel town not large enough than a small village in some developed country, the place known for its serene beauty and untouched pristine of nature, the subtle place blessed with sacred holy I was no doubt in the best place. But for a kid who was growing up, and the fact that parents could not give much time towards the better upbringing of a kid, the clutch of western influence through television gradually began to make me not so good boy. I used to bring up a good result while I was in lower classes. That too like waning moon, it began to disappear.

I could sometime land up being involved in fight, and it was routine that I get home so late. There was a shop in the market, and despite that school warned against students caught up playing snooker, and carom-board, I always walked late through the silent nights spending a whole day there with other fellow street goers. The repercussion was so obvious when I nearly failed in science subject in class eight board exams. My parents, on the contrary, were always confident that I would pass whatsoever, howsoever. I don’t blame them. They were at the pressure of adversity, and it was tough for them to raise five of us with proper care with father’s meager salary.

Much as fate has it, I was asked to join Yebilaptsa Middle Secondary School. My dad left his old job and took a new one with a new company. So he was based in Tingtibi, so that’s how I landed up seeking admission in Yebilaptsa. The place was so different. Though I passed many times through it as and when I visited my village, it was a new experience. The place, the school, the students, the teachers, the hostel, the food, and the weather, everything was new. And I was of course new as they were to me. It took sometime for me to get the feel at home. My parents were away at Wangdue, so I got into a hostel. Life was different, by then. It was changing to for better. I never had an idea that I was making something happen in life, something that would make me feel proud of what I have done, something because of which I can proudly pay my gratitude to the teachers who made me into this person who I was not before I met them. Thank you, dear school.

Life changes so fast. It was faster than anything that ever happened in my life. I began to study well, and came  with good results. Soon, there was a confidence amongst teachers that I could do it. I was feeling the presence of manylucky mascots of my life around me trying to build my empire of happy, successful and grateful life. I learnt so many things at Yebilaptsa. It’s a point where I had a complete U-turn in my life. The literature, mathematics, science, history, and in all subjects, I was full of enthusiasm. And it happened because I was with a right group of people in the right place at the right time. I wish I could say thousand words which though couldn’t really suffice to explain their contribution in my life. It was a splendid experience. Life was becoming really big. I have captured so many immeasurable memories. And owe a great deal of gratitude to all of you. Thank you teachers, thank you friends, and thank you school. I will always cherish these things in my life, it’s a special feeling.

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