The Boy With The Tattoo

“Not so long, finally he found his true love”. It was when he was in 11^th standard, where the occasion was for archery team selection in different school. He went as well to take part to try his luck, but his luck seems in other way direction . He met his old friends with whom he shared few words to relive their old memories. In between their spicy conversation, Rabten(name changed) reached his stare at something unusual, which glitters no less than a diamond.

“Am I dreaming”, thought Dorji. He asked his friends about that and tried his best to reach fully to the fullest details. Hell with his luck, one of his best friends, gave her mobile number to which the Dorji's sentiment reached the last horizon of his happiness as though like a war finally won with grin over the chin of victorious army.

He went back to his school, but his mind was left behind somewhere unknown. All day and night, be it inside class or not, he left himself totally out of reach from anyone. It kept on striking in his mind, whether to dial her or not.

“How long can I not call her” he murmerd to himself.

With full of fear and thought of reaction from other side, he started dialing, 17......0. The ring of the phone, slowly, swayed like a motion of air, and in every ring of the phone, was the heart beat of Rabten gradually increasing. At the peak of his heart beat, he heard, from other side, “Hello.”

He lost his sense totally, and in no minutes, he started stammering, Hello.....o, Am....m I, I, I talking to Pema. The spontaneous reply made him more tensed.

Men will be men forever, and how long Rabten will resist his temptation and feelings. With stone kept in his heart, he started revealing all the truths once hidden within himself. With the excitement then, he even disguised himself to be romantic poet although he was not, and never mind whether other side of phone was even listening to him or not. All of sudden, Pema said to him, “All boys are the same”. Rabten was stuck with that very word, and have no option rather to hang up his phone.

He thought so many things of that conversation erstwhile if he thought of his lesson, he could have remembered all the subjects that were taught in the class. Before he went to sleep, at least he showed a manly courtesy to drop a message, “Good Night, Sweet dreams”.

Things didn't end here, the sweet voice and charming face of Pema Zangmo kept striking to him like Tendulkar kept striking the cricket ball. Rabten, started showing the sign of sickness, a disease which is incurable by all the famous doctors of the world. However, he was not someone who give in easily. One day or other, he kept calling Pema and was trying his luck to convince his true feelings. “Every thing is fair and love and war”, was exactly the situation built in his life. No matter how many times he was not replied in a good manner as he wished from her, Rabten never made up his mind to DE-link with her.

He called her when ever he was free, texted her with sweet messages before his bed time.

Pema never made up her mind, and true to some extent that how can she trust someone with whom she never met even for once............................................

Rabten doesn't have choice rather to console his heart for not able to get his love of life. He was too much in love with her that, he even craved her first two letters of her name in his name, “PZ”.

The year ended well, and it was time for all the students for their winter vacation.

The whole winter vacation there was no contact, no SMS, and no thinking of her, Rabten was busy helping his parents.

With new hopes, fresh mind and charming looks, Rabten came to school for his new academic year which was his last year in the high school. He was talented guy in every field from the very beginning, and not to surprise for anybody, he was awarded the rank of captaincy in the school. When Dorji, was awarded his captain's batch with other fellow captains, his ear heard the name called out in speaker, which was familiar to him before. After the program, he went and met one of the girl captain and asked her, “Are you from Dojiling.” the frequency of the positive answer made affirm that Rabten finally met his dream girl. Without further adieu and not waiting for any unexpected question from her, he narrated whole of the story to her. After a while, he have seen she was a laughing and kept laughing. He started blushing and blushing his blush started to further embarrassment, when she said, “I am in relation”. All dreams that Rabten had so far, in no minutes burnt down into ashes. It was his first time in love and his love turned into something that he had never expected. At that very point, all he regretted and repented was without knowing the other sides of traffic, he enclaves her name and made into Tattoo, PZ. He was in the threshold for what should be his next steps, as he cant do away easily with the marks that he had made on his hand. He cried that whole night, like a baby crying when baby is in need of a milk.

When a door is closed for a while, there is always another door which opens in no time. It was in the mid year of his schooling, he came across a girl with similar name Pema Zangmo. Although at first he was not attracted to her, seemingly, his first love failure made double standard for him not to take chance to fall in love again.

Heart is not a icy stone which could easily get melted. Gradual and seeing her pass by every day made her more attracted to him and a poor fellow was once again in love with her but this time, totally a different PZ.

The fear of getting rejected again for once again, he hid all his feelings and just loved her inside his heart although it was hard for him to resist and do hold on with. The year ended with one more time the dark light befallen in Rabten's love life.

Rabten finally completed his high school and he moved to Thimphu in search of better pasture. Although Rabten could manage his career so well, he still have unsuccessful unsolved love life. The time changed into seconds, seconds changed into minutes, minutes into hour, hour into days, weeks, months but Rabten kept thinking of PZ in his dream world.

One fine day, when he was working in his computer, a face book messenger popped up with the caption, Hi. He clicked onto it and to the dismay of his surprise, it was PZ. He reacted as if that he was flying in cloud seven. The usual chatting in Facebook kept going like any other Facebook users. The chatting went unto almost a month and finally, he decided to share his feelings. However, he halted back to make sure what she thinks of him. He downloaded one of her photo and saved it in his PC. One fine day, in between the chat Rabten texted her, “can I tell you something.”

“Yes you can”.

“I am in love with one of your friend, can you give her my regards,” Rabten cried.

“Yes, of course, who is she,” she replied. At that very moment, Rabten attached her photo from his desktop and sent to her saying, “I am in love with her.” For a moment there was no sound of pop up. Silence made Rabten, to think of his past memories of blushing and all. But this time it was not a mood for blush, when message popped up and quickly he opened it, and seen, “I love you, too. I was in love with you since the very first day in the school.”

Out of excitement, Rabten, started dancing in full swing although he can't dance well. Doesn't care one can dance or not, but it was a dance of success in Rabten's love life.

Rabten thought that he made a right decision by not wiping up tattoo of PZ on his hand, because if not for first PZ, second PZ can live in my heart. The tattoo, that enclaves was the destiny of Dorji, which can't be overruled even by god himself.