Just out from college and my first attachment posting was at Telung, a place in between Nanglam and Yangbari- a popular plain in one of the Kheng Gewog. My assignment was to look after the construction of a irrigation channel. Telung is one day walk from Nanglam across Decheling, away from any villages around. We had about 100 labourers both male and female including students on winter vacations at site. I had three supervisors and one clerk who were all students. Forgive me, but night hunting those days were very popular, and it was easier in that Little temporary hamlet made of bamboo matt. Door wasnt too strong and could be easily lifted. i wasnt too keen on night hunting but more then that i was scared of darkness. But my supervisors encouraged me so much and said i must go and try a girl that no men could ever enter her house due to strictness of her father and he had a reputation of following any gutsy young men and beat them mercilessly. It was my first night and i didnt want to go, but my supervisors really forced me and finally we moved towards the girls little hamlet. My intention was very clear and it was just for excitement nothing more because i was still a virgin and didnt experience how love was made then. After repeated percussion i agreed and i asked the boys to lead me and i followed them. .......One of my supervisors had already touched the door of the girl before i could reached the hut, where father was not even asleep started shouting at his highest pitch. The first shrill voice of the girls father made me run like a 100 meters runner. Because i was so worried of my reputation and the beating of girls father, if caught by the girls father. Amidst running, i looked back and i could see a person with torch really following after me. The faster i tried to run, the father i had imagined followed me and he was very near me. In that runners battle field maize was just harvested and there was remain of half cut maize stem which tore my jeans from all side. My new bought leather chapel gave way after immense running in a rough terrain. Finally i could not run any further with exhaustion, instead picked up a big stone and waited for the man (girls father) to turn up. I was so drench with exhaustion and had prepared to really hit him back if the girls father hits me. To my amazement it was not the girls father but one of my supervisors, which i mistook him to be girls father out of chaos and fear. My supervisor said sir you must have been a good running at college but with lesser guts.
Posted on: Sat, 12 Jul 2014 09:02:43 +0000
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