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Tuesday 29 November 2011

Odd as well as prime

Blessed Rainy Day is considered to be a day in which all the waters on the earth's surface are considered to be blessed and purified and hence taking bath during this day is believed to cleanse the sins of all body, speech and mind which are accumulated over ones lifetime. Friday, September 23, 2011 was yet another BLESSED RAINY DAY in my life  which was celebrated home away from home country. Yet when it comes to celebration of such events and occasions it matters the least whether one is in ones home country or away in foreign land. Despite the fact that we had packed classes during day time as usual three of us ( Tshewang, Peljor and myself) celebrated and cheered the occasion in our own way. We didn't join the other twenty seven fellow countrymen who are our seniors in service as well as in terms of age not because we didn't want to mingle with them but simply we had our own plans. We never bothered them terming us black sheep among the whites since we thought our plans would be a mere fiasco and more so individualism has to be respected as its neither a dictatorial nor an authoritarian reign and I must say I don't regret for not joining the group.

Kicking off the punch session
The kick off session started with a cup full of punch (the cup's capacity was just 475ml) until the bucket, half filled with the punch which was kept covered tightly  the other night so as to get fermented was emptied.The punch gave us real kicks, no wonder my eyes which remains almost all the time red was full of blood-shot. I don't exactly remember how we had our next much awaited item- the dinner session was we were flat drunk. Thank God dinner was kept ready prior to our drinking session. The next day we had packed classes again which we could not afford to miss it albeit the punch had an unforgettable hang over on us. The saddest part is, in next Blessed Rainy Day myself and Peljor won't be here to celebrate with Tshewang. We console him by assuring that we will have our punch at Kanglung on Saturday 23, September 2012, the BLESSED RAINY DAY eve in his name without worrying about the hangover the following day as it coincides with weekend.

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