My story: The Rat Race

My story: The Rat Race

“oh! I amazed by the number of customer today. I haven’t served so many people at a time like this before. Must be a special day ,today. I must have washed couple of thousands of dishes . I never thought I would be washing someone dish in my life. It was far more easier to feed and rare those goats across the pasture of motherland than to bow down to these whites. Life has taken a quick turn and brought me to this world of alien language and lifestyle. I felt like i was imitating the cat getting off the roof to come down. It was painful and quick. Hadn’t it been the only way to show artificial dignity among people of my land I wouldn’t have chosen this route . Neither does these food comply with my taste nor does this environment . I admit the value of money here is quite high but still, was it necessary for me to move thousands of miles away from motherland just for the sake of more money….

Oh!..I got to sleep quite early otherwise I will get scolding from owner for being late. I don’t wanna be pushed again like an animal . I wonder my family miss me as much as I do for them. I will work hard here and save as many as money as I can and then I will buy them a house in Kathmandu . They will love it . They can abandon harsh life back there in village and stay in Kathmandu happily. I shall built my house near pilgrimage site so that they can go KORA.