Tripurasundari-3, Dhuskun Patlebesi of Sindhupalchok, but I am living in Bahrbese market to work. I was only 17 years old, after I was able to run a household, I came to take shelter in the house of Phupu Sunanti Basnet located in Bahrbise-9. I have been here for 36 years.

Among the three brothers, the residence of the elder and brother is in Dhuskun Patle. He spent his happy childhood and adolescence in the village. After the death of our parents when we were still young, we lost our brothers . If my uncle took care of my brother and sister, I came to Fupu's house to take care of them. Going to school became only a dream amid the shortage, and could not read and write .

After reaching age, brother and brother got married. After working in the village farm, he did not return home after seeing that he would not have enough to eat. There was a cow in Fupu's house. For that, I did the job of weeding and collecting dung . As Phupu is suffering from asthma and heart disease, I used to work in the spare time to raise expenses for myself while taking care of him . 

I had saved some money by working as a laborer at the rate of 200 per day. But during the earthquake, that amount along with the pot was lost . Phupu's family and relatives living in Kathmandu used to visit them from time to time. He used to come back after understanding the condition of Phupoo's health. My limbs are crooked so it is difficult to walk . When you are sick, you have to crawl to the medical center. When they are not able, neighbors help them . The doctor also said that there is no treatment because of congenital disability, so there is no option to fight for survival. 

The two coats that Fupu bought four years ago are new clothes . The coat and clothes worn on the body have not been washed for three months . I want to wear new clothes and eat sweets . I want to go on a pilgrimage with a little money in my pocket. These are dreams that will never come true for me. 

Three years ago, Fupu who loved me also died . Two months later, the cow also died. Since then, living alone has been going on like a war. As a result of serving Fupu, now I am able to take shelter in a small room in his house. He used to arrange the expenses of rice and water until the baby was born.

When I'm alone, I go to work at a nearby mill to make ends meet . There, I lift the sacks brought for threshing and pour them into the grain machine . Chaff collection is also done. My income is 3,000 cash per month for selling paddy husk and working in the mill.

That amount is not enough to deliver the evening-morning dinner . Not being able to buy pulses and rice, most of the time I buy a noodle and some chiura for 20 rupees to satisfy my hunger . After this, there is no need to buy salt and oil separately. Sometimes I go to the hotel and eat thukpa and noodles for 80 rupees .

Sometimes it costs 200 to buy medicine when you have cough and fever. Now, I have started saving 100 cash for medical treatment in two days . Seeing my condition, medical operators often give medicine free of cost. If I get a big illness, I will be incapacitated. 

The huge disability allowance given by the government has brought relief. Now it has been a long time and I have not received the allowance. Even if he gets an allowance, the younger brother comes and takes him away asking him to run the household. The paper of disability allowance is also kept by the brother. On the day of receiving the allowance, he takes me to the bank. Earlier, I used to get up to one/two thousand cash on the day of receiving the allowance . Now my brother stopped giving that too . Saying that there is this problem in the house, that is the problem, he gives food and takes cash. Who will complain about this? own brother . Nothing, life is like this.