If I were. If I earned some money, I would make my parents free from their loans. I would make a small beautiful house for all of us. There would be no six tires on the roof and this time in the rainy season, the wind would not take our tin away from the roof. No water would come in from the holes of our tin. I am gonna change the status of my family.
A Real Victim of Isolation. My bed is mine, only mine this time.
After my 18 hours travel on a public bus from Kathmandu to Surkhet.
This time my brother can’t wake me up using his 10 fingers on my shoulders with a cup of tea early morning sitting next to me in my bed.
Neither I can make a tea for him and myself.
His heavy hands can’t give me a perfect massage on the next morning of my arrival.
Living with Lupus Since 2012 Medicine, for me, is a part of life, but I have always hated taking it. As a child I never …