Tales of a Gusty Boy

By Kinley Namgyel

Unknown about the world and it's hard rigours Dechen finds himself lost in the circle of love and life itself. His endless bound of curiosity takes him in one of the greatest of adventures ever written. Besides seeing a yeti and witnessing the death of a black magician is not something you see everyday.

Read this humorous tale as Dechen takes you on a tour around his mysterious and magical Kingdom of Bhutan with his jaw dropping and funny experience. You can expect the unexpected with Dechen as it seems his good intentions gets him into bad suitation.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Partridge Publishing Singapore
• Release date: Aug 12, 2016
• ISBN: 9781482879926

Kinley Namgyel

Kinley Namgyel, a teenage boy from Bhutan brings you this short story of a typical life in Bhutan. Born in 7th July, 2001, he is one of the few writers from this small landlocked country who have developed a certain sense and love for writing. Currently he is a student in Motithang Higher Secondary School and this is the first book he had published. His inspiration and motivation to get his name published as an inspirational author have got him this far and he assures us that this is not the end.

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Chapter 1

Welcome to My Life!

I t was a typical Monday morning and everyone was busy going to their works but the crazy ones sleep in bed dreaming that they will get ample of money depending on their faith and there unreliable luck. To be honest I can’t blame them, really because I think they are born and brought up to think that way in this community full of ups and down. I mean all we hear from successful people is that they became successful thanks to their luck. Only if they told us how they suffered and how much they had pained it would be useful but sadly all they say is, I was lucky so I succeeded.

Anyway I am smarter than these other guys so I wasn’t going to easily fall prey to their sly words. Instead I took inspiration from my English teacher’s word which was, ‘Pull up your socks.’ I thought I should really pull up my socks so I wear my socks up to my thigh nowadays but the problem is that I look like a footballer without boots than an average student.

Now, school had started so there is not much time to go roaming or swimming or do things like that but to be honest it is fun in school. My science teacher told us that if we laugh for 15 seconds we increase our life span for 2 minutes which is great, right? So now like usual but with a knowledge that we will live long we laugh at everything. By everything I mean even the slightest of mistake. The last time we burst out laughing it was because a friend of mine was crying. Now we are going maniacs that we even laugh at such serious matters.

I truly believe that teenagers like us are the people of the Old Stone Age brought to the modern age of technology. I think when god creates man he snatches a person from the Old Stone Age and then through a time machine sent him or her to born as a child in the modern age. So until we adapt to our new environment don’t expect us to study and write our home works in time. I don’t think we can change our behaviors. My teacher thinks she can teach a chimpanzee better than us but I doubt it and I think my teacher must be watching those YouTube videos where people dresses as chimpanzees and acts better than us. It would be a matter of time till she knows she was wrong.

I don’t know much about how teachers think about us but I do know one thing that teachers think we ate the meat of monkeys so we are behaving like monkeys. To be honest it may be true so I am waiting for the day when my teachers turn into chickens and cows but I doubt whether that day will actually come.

Like I said before teachers hate us and especially our class, 9 ‘G’. I think they are expecting more from us but the problem is that we delivering very little. It had only been a month and already the captain badge has seen 8 different holders. Currently I am the captain and to be honest I think Hell would attract more attention than our class because it is a class full of apes. I am waiting for the time when I happily give my badge away to a friend of mine.

Right now I am getting all the blame for the rackets and the chaos our class is creating but I truly can’t do anything. So as people say if you can’t beat them, then join them. I think the person who told the proverb is a complete genius as I am having a great deal of fun with my friends. You may wonder where there is actually a school full of apes but if you visit Motithang Higher Secondary School I think you will know what I mean.

Anyway, nowadays I am under a lot of pressure as it seems my once witty and amazing brain has rotten to become a puny, skinny heart of a chicken. I have already explained to my parents a thousand times that a friend of mine who had failed, once topped the class. I also told them that we learned in school that nothing gold can stay forever so our intelligence has to fade away as well but all they tell me is that I am babbling nonsense. They think my brain has been malfunctioned by a virus and I have to scan it out but man all I told them was that my brain was definitely not a 400 GB Sony Laptop.

Actually I did well in last year’s Mid Term Examinations but I really could not keep up to other’s expectations in the Annual. I thought that I would do well in annual examinations trusting on my faith without studying hard because I did well in mid-term examinations. But seriously that was to be one of my greatest mistake that I had ever done. The entire teachers were stunned on my results. I failed in three subjects but thank god I managed to scramble through.

I mean if you’re a failure, isn’t it enough? I see others very happy telling they have passed but if you are a topper I think you are thought to be invincible because when you are in the verge of failing at the annual examination it is ‘OMG’ for everyone except my crazy friends who took me to watch movies and especially the Bhutan world cup qualifiers rounds.

When you get first in school for once even by accident or by luck your parents, friends and teachers expectations goes very high for their son or daughter. They gain the confidence from their sons and daughters and think that they will do the best and get first in their class all time. To these parents I would like to sincerely say your dreaming but sadly I don’t know how they know about it but they give stunning and shocking proves that people can be first and stay first till the rest of their life but all I doubt is that whether they are rich or poor because in the 21st century money is everything guys and you know it.

My parents were very shock to see my marks and said, Oh no! Is this really Dechen’s marks? I wish you are not my son. After that they started to babble about how the neighbors going to think about me and that I won’t be accepted by society as a good boy but all I regret now is that I don’t expect beautiful angels slowly rubbing their palms against my cheek innocently asking for answers. Now I guess you guys know why I look like a footballer.

Nowadays I have decided to improve on my studies but with girls like goddess in the class a smile is enough to make me imagining a silent, peaceful dinner with them in a 7 star hotel or talking in the romantic scene of Paris. All I can recollect after the class is the teacher moving their lips and touching and pointing in the blackboard. So that is why I came up with a technique to close my eyes while the teachers explain but sadly that makes the situation a whole lot worse. All I