In the dark at 3 in the morning to get vegetables and corn, sometimes I use the vegetable cart and sometimes I walk to the bus park. In the morning I work selling vegetables and raw corn. In the afternoon, I burn corn and sell it. My two sons and I are living happily by selling maize and vegetables.

My home is Sindhuli . After working as a mason for 15 years, I ran a household in the village. The sons were studying . Husband used to drink and beat/torture every day . I endured as long as I could bear it, but when I couldn't bear it, I said, "It won't happen anymore". And, I came to Kathmandu a year ago with two sons. 

In the early days, I worked as a mason here for 2/3 months . After the contractor ran away without paying the money, it became difficult to pay the room rent and cover the household expenses. Borrowing increased . I couldn't sleep for several days due to the stress of what to do next. The nights were very long . After asking Baini for money, I brought corn and started selling it. Gradually selling corn started to make a profit of 500 and sometimes 1000 a day. Now I said that I will run the house by selling maize and vegetables and now I am selling maize and vegetables. 

Vegetables, corn and fruits sold in the morning and corn burnt and sold in the afternoon make a profit of 1500 . Sometimes there is a loss. On the day that the corn is not sold, I leave the corn and dry it and use the corn itself to dry 1/2 of the rice. When it's raining, I can't even sell vegetables, I can't even roast corn. It hurts a lot at that time. It is said that if the sun is shining, even if it is a little bit, they will earn. Rich and big people have big wishes and dreams, they also cry and pray to God that they are fulfilled, we poor and suffering eaters also cry and pray to God that it will be difficult to light the stove at home today.

I had to pay 50,000 that I had borrowed in the village . The elder son studies in 12th standard . What he reads, I don't know . To pay his fees, to pay the room rent, I deposited at the rate of 1000 per day . I kept it in a big room so that no one could see it. From where did the enemy's eyes fall, all the money collected for three months was stolen . I fell off a cliff . All my hard work and struggle has gone down the drain . By paying the loan, the thought of paying the rent of the broken room will be limited only in the thought . It should be kept in the bank. Wisdom did not come at that time. 

They say that true wealth will come back. I too had earned by struggling but did not come back . This is an incident only a month ago. How many days I sat crying. Even now, my heart is heavy when I remember. Sometimes it seems that no matter what is done to the sad, it will only be written as sad. But what can be done? Even if it hurts, it's own, even if it's explained, it's own . 

In the government school near the house, the little son is studying in the first grade. I have made up my mind that if I can educate my two sons well, they will earn. Even without buying anything for myself, I used to buy clothes for them from time to time. As for myself, I don't have to tear all the clothes and bring them, so I only buy the cheapest clothes and wear them . In the morning, while walking with heavy loads, the hot sun burns, causing headache and neck pain . When you remember the daily beatings of your husband and the torture you had to endure without making a mistake, it seems that this pain is nothing. The weight of unsweet words, the weight of contempt, insults and torture, even the weight of corn trembles.