At the age of 16, she was married to a boy from Dharan sub-metropolitan city. However, within five years of marriage, I found out that my husband had an affair with another girl.
Although he was born in Khotang, his childhood was spent in Kalabanjar of Barah area municipality. Now I am 57 years old. It is said that with sorrow come happy days. However, that is not the case in Dukhya's life. Maybe it's a mistake in fate! Mother passed away within four months of birth. I was brought up by Aji (grandmother). I had just said it without a word!
After the death of his mother, his father got married for the second time. I didn't get love even from my younger mother . The discrimination and oppression of the younger mother explained the difference between the birth mother and the step mother . When I was young, Aji took Madhesh . I didn't realize that my childhood passed by sitting with Aji, who loves me very much, working, laughing and playing.
At that time, it was not customary to go to school . Educating her daughter was a very distant topic. He used to get married at a young age. I was also married at the age of 16 to a boy from Vishalpath, Dharan sub-metropolitan city-10. However, within five years of marriage, I found out that my husband was having an affair with another girl . He was addicted to alcohol . And threw a blanket on me . At that time, there was no talk of rights like now. All the exploitation and abuse had to be endured in silence .
Husband was not working . As soon as he used to give pain . Despite this, relatives and neighbors used to advise that the husband should be kept in the head . The mother of two sons left me and started living with her husband. The husband did not give 1 rupee . Maiti also did not help. I started a snack shop after it was difficult to manage the household expenses. 5/6 months of selling lunch/snacks but no income . I was confused about what to do and how to do it. I didn't get the love of my parents, nor my husband. Even in a situation like
, he had the responsibility of raising two sons. Remembering that, 30 years ago, I started selling maize in front of the BP Koirala establishment in Dharan. I paid for my sons' education and household expenses with the money I got from burning corn all day long. Raised children despite poor conditions. The sons wanted to read a lot, but they could not read as expected. The husband had three brothers. When the father-in-law divided the land, 6 dhur fell into the share.
The husband took the same property as a mortgage. I bought the mortgaged land by adding one rupee at a time. The eldest son is married. Has one grandson . Once I collected money to send my son to work abroad. An agent took a lot of money saying that he would send his son abroad. My hard work and money sunk . I sent my son abroad after looking for a loan again . Now daughter-in-law and two-year-old grandson are with me .
I wake up at 3 o'clock in the morning and go to buy corn in Morong. After reaching the farm, I pay 10 rupees per horse and buy corn. Sometimes I bring 1 sack and sometimes 2 sacks of corn . I also bring coal for burning corn from there . A sack of cement costs Rs 350. After bringing the corn, I burn the corn near the establishment from 4 pm. I sell burnt corn for 40 rupees per bushel. Sometimes I earn up to 1000 and sometimes 1500 rupees by selling corn.
Raised two sons by selling corn. Now he has his own small house. No need to pay room rent . The sons are the earners themselves. The money sent by the son can be used to pay the debt of going abroad. I am running household expenses . Due to the sudden increase in the price, the expenses are also high . Suffering is easily consumed by the hard work you have done. I didn't have to stretch my hand to anyone . I spent my life suffering from childhood. I have learned that hard work and dedication can overcome suffering. Now I teach the same to my sons .
Presentation: Elina Rai
