I have been working continuously since childhood, but now that I am old, I don't like to sit and eat. I am about to cross 68 years of age now. I have a house in Barhi Birpur, Chinnamasta Rural Municipality-1. At the age of 14/15, I started working as a bicycle repairman at Kunauli Mod, Rajbiraj, the district headquarters.

I really liked cycling. At that time, there were very few vehicles other than rickshaws and bicycles. That's why I chose the job of bicycle fitter. I would come to repair bicycles and fix punctures. At first, I would only fix punctures.

At that time, bicycles and rickshaws were plying everywhere. But, no one would come to get them repaired. As time passed, the number of people coming to fix punctures increased and it became crowded. Later, the number of people who got them repaired also started to increase. I worked hard. I would also get a lot of praise from the people who got them repaired. I was also happy. But, at that time, there was a rush everywhere to get a government job.

Life seemed more enjoyable when I earned two paisa and ate than when I sat and ate. My mind also started going in that direction. I also liked to read general articles. There was a judge in our district. By chance, I was acquainted with him. I also requested the judge that I also wanted to do a government job. When he asked me to come with all my belongings from tomorrow, I also reached the next day. A day later, I reached the Doti District Court with the judge. He was the judge there.

I started working as a fitter again. After some time, I got married. Responsibilities increased. Children were born. Now there was no option but to work seriously. The roads were not as wide as they are now. All bicycles and rickshaws had to be repaired in 7/8 days. That is why many customers used to come with bicycles and rickshaws to get them repaired. There was a crowd of people fixing the punctures. I still haven't forgotten it. The roads were not as busy as they are now. While the repair work was going on, the puncture repairers would block half the road by putting bicycles and rickshaws on it. And I had to fix the puncture before the repair.

If I worked hard for a whole month, I would earn 4-5 thousand rupees. I also educated two sons while working as a bicycle fitter. I also have three daughters. But, there was never a problem in supporting the family. I worked from morning till evening. I usually returned home only in the evening for dinner. Later, my sons started earning. One son is working abroad. There was no compulsion to earn. That is why I left the bicycle fitter job I was doing in Rajbiraj.

But, I did not like to sit at home and eat. I had become accustomed to working. And after one and a half years, I opened a bicycle fitter in my village square and went back to work. My sons ask me to rest, but I don't want to leave the work I've been doing since childhood. I can't sleep if I don't work again.

Now I pay 500 rupees a month for the cart I keep in the chowk. After deducting the cost of repairs and puncture repair, I earn 3 to 500 rupees a day. Now, there are no rickshaws or bicycles like there were back then. That's why I don't have to be very busy with work. They bring 2/3 carts/rickshaws and up to 7/8 bicycles for repairs every day. They also come to fix the punctures.

Now I don't charge money for filling up rickshaws and bicycles. I don't charge much for the repair work either. Again, they are all villagers. Some pay 30 and some up to 50 rupees. But, I charge less than the money I get for the work. After working all day, when I return home in the evening, I buy vegetables and some agricultural goods. Everyone is happy when I return home with vegetables and groceries. Everything is going well. Life seems more enjoyable when you earn two paisa and eat than when you sit and eat.