As told by mother

Child’s Name: Biraj Chhetri

Mother’s Name: Binita (Paaru) Tamang Chhetri

Father’s Name: Rajkumar Chhetri

Introduction

As told by Paaru,

 I (Paaru) am now 21 years old. I got married when I was 16. Because of several problems in my house I was unable to attend school when I was young. I can’t even recognize any different shapes of different alphabets! Even in this age of information I am living the life a complete illiterate! I became a mother by the age of 18, i.e., my son Biraj came to this world. By the time my son was 6 months old, my husband left me, because of which I became a helpless woman in this Kathmandu city. In this expensive city, where you cannot even expect drinking water without having the ability to pay, the harsh behavior of this society towards a helpless and destitute woman like me frustrated me so much that I lost the sight of all directions in my life. I spent my days begging for help from whoever I had known in the city. Then one day I asked myself, “How long will I be able to survive like this?” Thus I decided to struggle on my own. After searching for a while I got a job of a domestic helper in some homes with the help of a sister I knew. This finally made my life a little some bit easier.

As time passed by I finally got a job that paid me a little bit, i.e, around Rs. 3000-3500 ($40 - $45 ) per month, and even in that job, I get paid based on the days that I go for work. On days that I am absent I don’t get paid. In this expensive city what could I do with that much money? Pay rent? Pay for food? Then how could I pay for my child’s education?

 

From somewhere I heard about this organization called ‘Mission Education Nepal’, which provides funds and scholarships for children of desperate parents like me. After I heard about it, I met some members of the organization and told them about my misery. After hearing my story, they decided to help my son Biraj, and they immediately admitted my son in a local school. These days, my son wears his uniform and goes to school, just like other children; it’s a dream come true! Because of a good organization my son is able to go to school. Thanks to that organization, because of which my son is not going to be declined from the light of education. Thanks to those brothers, who understood my hardships and took me to this organization. And thanks to those brothers, who opened such an organization, because of which even poor and orphans kids have been given the opportunity to see the light of education!