My ambition was to become the librarian with billi0ns of novels with full of passionate readers. I was in high school when my school librarian inspired me to read. I could catch hold of every books even before reaching those shelves. I was sneaky enough to read novel even during every study hour. There was a period for an hour or more in the morning and evening when the students are compulsorily having to study something. Teacher on duty will be very strict so that by hook or crook studying is must. I used to sit on the last bench with one novel in between textbooks.
One day I was caught by assistant principal who turned out to be teacher on duty.
"Pema is this how you study during study hours? Just because you topped the class doesn't mean you could lay out like that even during study hours. From today onwards if I see you reading novel you are ought to receive punishment. GET OUT!!".
It was like dream coming true when sir sent me out of class because I really wanted to skip that very long hours so that I could read peacefully.
Can there be any blessing in the disguise just like what had happened to me now?
I really to relieve myself from those mundane lives so that I could lay on my bed and enjoy what I have in my hand.
I was reading Message in the bottle by my one of my favorite author. I fell in love with just title of the book at first glance.
Coaxing oneself is best coaxing after being chased out of the study hall but ran out of luck which made to meet with deadly glare of father. It turned out that he came to see me just on the day when I was chased out.
"Pema did I sent you here so you could laze off here and enjoy the privilege of spending my hard earned money with junk foods without studying. I sometimes feel that I am raising pig. YOU USELESS BRAT".
My triumph of being chased out lasted just a minute and killed at an instant like fire being put off by buckets of water without leaving anything.
NEVER GIVE UP was my motto. Nobody couldn't put off the fire sparkling within myself and passion of reading and writing.
But I was sobbing hard for all those scolding I got within a day and hard life I had when I was just kid in pre primary school.