Wild thoughts

 As final sun sets at Peak of Learning, my attachments grew more. Perhaps I am certain that  memories be only a priceless moments and a best storyteller.  I felt no more butterflies in my stomach, in fact I never wanted to leave the place. Anyhow  my gadget have enough college photographs saved for future rememberance.   The College gate with western architecture painted in Bhutanese traditional style stands in its unique identity. Perhaps the Institute founded sometimes in late 1960's is  nearly fifty years now  and in span of few years ahead,  it's Golden Jubilee, Fifty years anniversary will be celebrated.  Magnificent Clock tower attached with Auditorium is functional for differnet occassions acomodating few hundered people. Morning assemblies, official functions and night shows takes place. At weekends movies were screened. Whenever I got into Auditorium, I would have quizzical look on unfamiler paintings at ceilings. Probably it was some kind of zodiac signs, I answer

Elder sibling of mine was nicknamed 'Gondho' by his friends. Back then in 2008, I too was named as him. We were teased as Chinese and Japanese gondhos. Those were gone days but our nick names remained as our identity even now. Our old mates remember and call us by that name still. At times I wonder whether my structure resembles that of egg or else I am extremely white as it. Quite hilarious to think about but I only take it as a fun. I don't mind. Perhaps I thought it would only be my identity for a short while..  Yet amazingly it somehow became my official title when few of my old mates popularized the name at college as well. In the course of three years, people mostly regarded me by the name. Few only know me by that name, they don't know my real one.. Some of my friends call me as Anda, few regard me as Gotham and some says Egg. In fact I don't mind.. And I am waiting to renew my CID and would love to change my name as well.. KinzaGondhoNamgay... ha