Stories of Nepal: Riches

Monday, September 03, 2018

We have partnered with our brilliant friend Jay from Stories of Nepal to tell the stories of individuals at Kopila Valley and in the surrounding communities. In case you missed any of his earlier posts, you can find them here.

"Today, my biggest fear is the fear of dying. I think I love my life too much. My life is not a life of riches but a life of 'just enough to get by'. I have carried weight for many years in the alleys of India. I have sold tea on platforms. I have frantically searched for some labor so that I could take home food for my daughters. It has been a life of scarcity. But this has also been an abundant life. I have two daughters who have become my friends today. They tease me and call me names and I chase them and we all become like kids. The mother comes shouting and soon we are after her.

Every morning I wake up and I feel that my life has been blessed. I know that I will not be able to put goat meat on the plate every evening but when we eat together the lentils and the spinach is just as good. I want to live and see the lives of my daughters and what they become. I want to be a part of their journey. So I am afraid of dying. Sometimes, out of this fear, I think I drive my auto too slow and on many occasions, the passengers have lost patience." (Laxman Sirpali, Surkhet)

The hills never asked for money.

"My pocket is empty, but I can still enjoy the view while my cattle enjoy the green grass. The hills never asked for money.

I am his father, I am his mother

"Living with HIV has made me a strong person. Though my legs hurt and my back is arching, I still have the will to struggle and sweat. Sometimes, I wish I felt better. I know the minute I do, I will get some goats and some chickens to raise. You see, there is nothing I have not done. A few years ago, I was running a shop and I single-handedly raised my son to become a good man. I sent him to boarding school and now he goes to college. He has never failed a subject even though there was no man to guide him in his life. I am his father, I am his mother. I might be gone soon. But my heart will leave in peace because I know my son will not have to suffer in life like I had to.”

"What do I say to you? What if I make an error in saying something that you might not like. You are new here and how would a poor simpleton like me understand what you are asking. There are people up in the tea shop that might be able to answer your questions. I will have to go now before I lose my goats. And be careful climbing up. It has been raining and I do not want you to land in the hospital. That is not why you came here." (Rakam, Dailekh)



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