Letters, Personal Stories,

How I met your mother

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Mentsuen Darling,

Today I share with you a story of the first time I met your mother.

It is Jakar tshechu. The year 2016. I am with a couple of friends, on lookout. For me, a tshechu is an occasion to flaunt myself, and also to get to know new people… I mean, of the opposite gender.

So, here I am, wearing a sersho-gho, boots polished to a shine, hair gelled to perfection and my face powdered fair. With a bura-kabney worn to perfection, chewing a gum and holding my smartphone in front of me, I am trying to scan the crowd.

The courtyard of Jakar Dzong is packed shoulder to shoulder, with people all decked up in their finery. The chants and the cymbals slowly lead the dancers around the middle of the courtyard. But my attention is not at the chham. I am fixated at the entrance to the courtyard, looking. Almost as if I am waiting. But for what? For whom? I have no clue.

Today’s morning has passed like any other mornings; I wake up, wash, breakfast, dent-and-paint, dress up, call my friends, stand in front of the mirror for the umptieth time, and drive to the Dzong. Is today going to be the day? I did not know then.

So, here I am…stupidly pointing my phone at the entrance, clicking photographs, and making small talk with friends. Men, women, children, locals, foreigners, all looking excited and full of laughter, enjoying the spectacles. And here I am craning my neck towards above the crowd, keeping an eye at the entrance.

So engrossed is my attention towards the entrance, that I only caught a whiff of perfume, as a group of women pass by. I turn around to check them out. At the same time, the crowd pushes forward a bit, and I almost lose my footing. Regaining myself, I quickly scan around. I have lost them in the crowd. Only a faint memory of the scent reminds me of this strange encounter.

[To be continued…]

How I Met Your Mother is an American sitcom that originally aired on CBS from September 19, 2005, to March 31, 2014. The series follows the main character, Ted Mosby and his group of friends in New York City’s Manhattan. As a framing device, Ted, in the year 2030, recounts to his son and daughter the events that led him to meet their mother.

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Kinley Zam Dhapel

Keep on writing sir!
I really enjoyed this… cant wait to read some more of this story!

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Karma Kuenzang Wangdi

Thanks Kinley, I would love to read your adventures in Zhemgang, and also about ‘The Gift’ that you received from you-know-who. Congrats for that honour girl.

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Wangmo Dorji

I’m waiting for more details about how you met my Mathang.

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Yenten Dorji

Wow…sir And I want to read how you got(Propose) her as his/her mother

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