MYHEART LIES HERE

There used to be some days when i thought when I would fly to some other land I would be the most happpiest being. I thought my life out of this fishbowl, out of this uncivilized country where the people are tangled in superstition, captivated by ignorance, broke and dumb would be the greatest decision of my life. But, when i left my nepal's land I felt sometimes missing in the foreign air, I felt warmth missing in people's hugs and I didn't find a plethora of joy in bundles for which someday I was dying for. I WAS completely wrong. Every time I had a morsal of bread ,the dreary picture of those helpless Nepalese starving to death made me fell like something was stuck in my throat, every time i drove my mercedes the horrendous insight of my fellow people deprived of transportation haunts me. Everything I see the independent entrepreneur women here, I feel pity for the woman of my country that are unaware of their rights and are confined within the sinkworld in the male dominated societies. The scene and sight of the socio-economic status of my country people, child rights, health, educational situations are worth all of or attention. I felt like a worthless selfish being living in luxury in an alien land bypassing the pains and problems of my fellow brothers and sisters. So i packed my bags and with mind filled with ideas and the handa trained with vocations, returned to my country. Now I am a part of mission called 'New Nepal' which aims for collecting the youths from foreign lands and Nepal itself and putting our combined efforts to develop Nepal in every aspect in the best possible way. Because no matter where we go our hearts lie here and anyway how can we be joyous and privileged if our mother is screaming with excruciating pain?