It was in 2004, when I
first met Karma Lhamo as my classmate in Class IX at Drukgyel Higher Secondary
School.
When we met for my 26th birthday and she gifted me 'The Lord of The Rings'. Ever since I talk the Hobbit language. She to be blamed :P |
She and I were in the same
morning class-cleaning group. And one morning I was late for the social work; I
hurried to my class, fling my backpack to the nearest table and grabbed a broom
ready to sweep. Reminiscing that day, it was as if the universe had conspired
us to fight so he gave us a silent place, because although we had other
classmates in the class-cleaning routine for that morning, only Karma Lhamo was
sweeping the empty classroom floor, everyone else was out of sight. I hastily
moved to one row and asked her if she had already swept that row (because my
intention was to sweep it if she hadn’t already or to move to the other row
otherwise). But with some murmur I didn’t hear of, she shot me a squinted eye
look (migom), or at least I felt so. And just like that we were foes without
even fighting a battle. The academic year had just begun, and thus we stopped
talking to each other before we even got any closer.
She now denies about the
migom, and maybe she is right, maybe she didn’t, maybe I reacted too quick (for
that’s what I do best) because after knowing her for more than a decade now, I
bet she wouldn’t just have given me that look for that one question. But that
fateful day, O! I saw it! Haha.
Thus, we didn’t talk for
that whole year and the next, until it was my birthday and I was giving sweets
to everyone and I gave her too. Although the reason for not-talking had been
long forgotten and forgiven, we had already crept into the
awkward-to-talk-again phase, so after that we just smiled at each other.
I have only faint memories
of those two years. It was after the 10th results, that it all began. There was class division again for
Class XI, more new students from more schools had come in for the admission.
And fate had it; best friends in class X were separated again. Pema Lhamo and I
were separated. Karma Lhamo and Shreejana Pradhan, Karma Lhamo’s then best
friend were separated. Karma Lhamo and I were placed in Class XI/A, while Pema
Lhamo was taken to XI/B. And although Pema Lhamo and my class were separated
just by a wall, we went up to my new class teacher to ask for my transfer to
the other class, he denied and so I was stuck in Section A.
Since Karma Lhamo and I
were both sort of impaired without our best friends, we fast became the new
best friends and soon inseparable. We shared our desks in the front row for the subsequent two
years never fighting again. While I worked on Biology projects in the Math
classes, she did Math assignments in the Biology classes. Math teacher frowned
at me, Biology teacher frowned at her.
My Lady Love |
We had other friends too,
those who were the sidekicks like in the movies :P Karma Lhamo’s parents
ran a grocery shop, still does, and she would bring us petty gifts from the
lucky-tip sachets. She would already show me the wrapped gifts and let me
choose the prettiest, and then just so the others won’t feel discriminated, she
would flaunt them in front of us all and let us choose. Because I already know,
I would pick the prettiest and we would silently chuckle satisfied. ‘I still
have the tinniest mug and the joker tray you gave me. They are at display at
home.’ Well, that is the thing about me, I don’t forget who gave me what. I’m
very careful and particular with my stuff. I don’t lose them until I decide to
give them away, and at this I have to stop talking about myself :P
Karma Lhamo cannot still
look up to my Acho, when she is at my place and he is there, she looks the
other way, up, and down and any way just so to avoid meeting his eyes. I don’t
think they ever talked to each other. She narrates her fear of him after he
yelled at us. There was this lengo (mental) who walked around Drukgyel with
patang tied up his waist. And there were rumors he lifted a girl’s kira when he
got his chance. So one evening we were walking home after school and we passed
him by, scared, we ran up my home shrieking and shutting the door loud behind.
That’s when Acho must have got startled and shouted at us, and shouted loud for
she still fears him. Haha. I don’t exactly remember this incident though. This
is from what she later told me. As for Pema Lhamo, she makes good friends with
him.
Karma Lhamo is the kind of
people who says, “Drive safe. Let me know as soon as you get home”, “Text me
when you get there”, and when I forget to let her know, she calls :) She
is the kind everyone needs at least one in their lives.
She is the kind who cannot
give "no" for an answer. She puts anything and anyone but herself
before herself. ‘So the next time you sit for any interview and you are asked
of your weaknesses, you should say, “saying no is”. Because it really is,
unlike other people who use it to hide their other weaknesses, or just use it
because it is common?’ But darling, you cannot make everyone happy; it’s not
your job in the first place. Being so kind is truly a blessing and a curse. I
just pray people appreciate this beautiful persona of yours and not take
advantage of it and do anything that hurt you.
Abridge, I have known Pema
Lhamo for 16 years, been best friends for 13. I have known Karma Lhamo for 13 years,
been best friends for 11. Doesn’t it feel fantastic to have your
childhood best friends as your teen-age best friends and then the same
best friends as your adulthood best friends? And if we live long to see, I
promise we will be awesome grannies. Best friends till the end. Always and
forever.
What I mean is, if I
were Frodo and I were to choose Sam and Pippin to accompany me for my perilous
task. I would choose the two of you.
I love you guys to the bottom of the Pacific Ocean and back.
I love you guys to the bottom of the Pacific Ocean and back.
Beautiful story you got here. :)
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