“Who am I?”                

It’s such a vast speculation. I learn something new about myself every day that it has an ever expanding answer for me. I don’t think that I will ever be able to understand who I am. However I believe that one’s personality and character partly defines who one is. Therefore here is a gist of how I am. I am an erratic person so even I don’t know what my mood will be in the next minute. But what remains the same is my love for animals and nature. They help me calm down when I am angry and can make me happy when I am sad. I think it’s probably because they stay as they are (natural). They don’t pretend or change, they seem happy with what they have. They take me to another world where my worries or problems are void. 

When I think about what type of person I am, I get the sense that I am a medium kind of person in any field. I am not included in the best nor am I included in the worst but I guess that’s how everybody feels. I think most people find me unsociable as mostly I am never seen out of my room except to attend classes. However this has changed for the better after taking up Media Studies here in Sherubtse. The course demands for us to be outgoing and confident. Now I can talk with people whom I could not before. When I first arrived here (first semester) I used to have extreme fear before presentations like I was on the edge of a ‘walk the plank.’ Even though only few months have passed and I am only in the second semester, now I can present without fear and can ask questions without hesitations (the only problem is that I can’t think of any questions. J

A few days ago our literature lecturer told us to write from memory a Folktale prevalent in our village which we have not read anywhere. My grandmother used to tell me stories when I was small. So here is the story that I wrote.

Long ago a grandfather and a grandmother went to the forest to cut some woods. The grandfather carried an axe and the grandmother a sickle. A frog was croaking nearby. When the grandparents heard the frog croaking, they misunderstood the sound and interpreted it differently. They thought the frog was saying, “I will steal your axe and I will steal your sickle.” [Bangra rulay ru keng keng, Gurtung rulay ru keng keng.] Hearing these, the grandparents ran away. While running away the grandmother being blind hit a sparrow. The sparrow flew away and landed on a tree which fell on a passing by deer. The deer panicking stepped on a snake. The snake got angry and ate the crow’s egg. The crow flew away and perched on a tree. The king hearing the commotion called upon all the animals and the grandparents too. The king questioned all of them one by one and each gave a reason for their behaviour. Finally it came for the frog to answer. The king asked him why he had threatened the grandparents to steal their axe and sickle. The frog instead of giving a response just blinked and stared at everyone. The king angered by the frog’s reaction hit him on the head with a hammer. Therefore till today frogs have flat head.