Nepal in my perspective

Nepal is a remarkable country in many ways, family structure, healthy family relationships, moral value, culture, religion, environment, geographical structure, and many more. For me, family is the foremost reason why Nepal is so important to me. My family is my most prized possession. I feel very much pleasure when I am around my family. Somebody whom I love very much in my family is my grandmother. I stayed with my grandmother most of the time when my parents had work. She took me out to give treats, go for walks, and meet with her senior friends. Because of spending so much time with my grandmother and her friends, I learned to speak more like elders and be more socialized. Many people noticed this about me and complimented my speaking style. Similarly, everyone in our family could visit each other from time to time without having the struggle of a journey. We would have a family gathering at least once a week. In an emergency, my parents would leave me at my aunt’s or relative’s house when that happened. I felt safe with them and enjoy the time with my cousins. Me and my cousins did fight occasionally but it was all reasonless and in good fun.

However, here in Canada, we do not have any other relatives living closely. My parents go to work meaning I would have to go to daycare. I did not understand a lot of English during my first year. I remember one time, I was at daycare, and we were learning about numbers and number recognition. My teacher wrote a number on the board, and everybody else had to recognize it. After we recognize it, we would step forward as per the number. There was one time where the number was nine. If you guessed that, I thought the number was one, because I was most comfortable with Nepali numbers and because nine looks like a Nepali one, you are correct. Therefore, I took one step forward while my classmates took nine. I was confused at first, but after asking my parents, the answer was clear. My parents laughed at me and still do occasionally. As you just read, I was most comfortable with Nepali letters, numbers, and the school system. Another school-related memory I had in Nepal was in LKG. I would come home from school every day and start on my homework right away as soon as I reached my doorstep. My mother would scold me about not freshening up first and getting a bite to eat, but I always prioritized and enjoyed my schoolwork.

I have made many memories in Nepal. Most of them made at “Mamaghar”. During Dashain, I had met all my cousins, aunts, uncles, and grandparents. It was a time where we all were together and celebrate. It was and always will be a magical time, and not just for our family. So many families across Nepal and some in other parts around the world, Nepali people treasure this holiday so much. It is uncountable how much everyone enjoys the time together, and we all share the kindness, love, and affection even more during this time.

Four years ago, while my mother and I were visiting Nepal, we made a trip to Pasupathi Temple and Dakshinkali Temple. A memory I remember very fondly was when we were posing to take pictures. One of the volunteers had given us a small empty basket and told us to hold it while taking pictures. My mother surprised and asked him that why the empty basket without flowers? The volunteer told that he would put the flower after taking a photo. We took a picture by holding an empty basket. My mother was unknown about how he puts flowers. I had a knowledge about photoshop, and I was keeping my laugh inside me, but my mother did not know about it. Later, the photographer did photoshop and put flowers in the basket. I had long laughed. My mother does not find it the most laughable because it is about her, but I promise you that she would have cried laughing at how clueless I would have been if it were about me.

Another unforgettable moment occurred while I was walking on the street with my mother. There were many young children without clothes or shoes and begging for themselves or their families. I asked my mother why they were here. She replied that they do not have a house to live in, enough food to eat, orphaned, and disabled. Due to this reason, they come on the street to beg. At that time, we did not have sufficient time to see, observe, and feel their struggle. I could not imagine such a scenario in my life. I reflected on their daily struggles. I did not have the resource to help them at that time. However, I plan to donate clothes, money, food, and anything to help during my next trip to Nepal. For that reason, I have been saving some money from my allowance, money form Dashain/birthday, and not spending so much on unnecessary purchases.

Something else is that I do miss my friendships. Yes, most of my childhood friends had moved, and some of them I did not remember because I was five years old when I had left them. I still love the times where we would play outside during school breaks, sometimes would get candy at nearby shops, and overall had fun. You read, Nepal is very important to me, and this is my story from my perspective. I hope this may be your perspective of Nepal.

Thank you!