After the birth of my youngest son, I could no longer walk. After that, my husband also stopped coming near me. My body became weaker day by day. When I had to take care of my daughter, there was no food left in the house.
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I fell in love while studying in the seventh grade. And then I left my studies and went to Gangadi, a work place in Rajpur Rural Municipality-6. I was left with only the memory of my hometown, Gadhwa. My lover Padam Chaudhary came to be my companion, promising to support me throughout my life. My unfulfilled dreams were also connected to my new home.
The Tharu community had a joint family. We lived in the same house with three in-laws. Our community often built long houses. A large family had to live together in the same house. I also started a new life in the same way. I was different from others. Despite being born with a disability, I could work. I was providing for my family well.
I had no income. I am living on disability allowance. I had two sons and a daughter. After the birth of my youngest son, I fell ill. I could not walk. After that, my husband, who had promised to support me throughout my life, also stopped coming close. Not only did we not meet, we were out of touch for a long time. My body was getting weaker day by day. My daughter had to take care of me. Food stopped coming to the house. I became destitute.
The family in Sagol was torn apart. The old house was being demolished and a new house was being built. All the brothers started building their own houses. I became homeless. The house I had was also demolished. And I started living in a small house with a water borehole nearby. It was a water borehole built to irrigate the fields throughout the village. People would come to irrigate before it was well lit in the morning. At that time, the borehole had to be left. Sometimes, I was not allowed to enter the house until late in the evening. I spent a year and a half like that.
When there was no food, my children would go to relatives' houses to beg. They would bring me something. When I had to take care of my children, the younger children had to take care of me. After living in Boring, I got bored and started living in the old house that had collapsed and some parts were left. Water, sun, rain, cold, whatever the weather, it was difficult. At that moment, someone appeared before me as God. At first, it seemed like a dream. It was true. It was a dream I had seen in my dreams. The Rural Women's Upliftment Center, which is active in the social sector, took the responsibility of building my house.
It took me a while to believe this. Can this even happen? Can someone build a house just like that? I was surprised. Finally, a beautiful house was built. A house that I had never seen even in my dreams was ready. Not only was the house built, but my citizenship was also built while the house was being built, I got a disability identity card. I was going to receive disability allowance. A landowner's certificate was made in my name. I became the owner of not only the house but also the land. All this work was done by the same organization.
I lived as a labourer in the village during my childhood. My father-in-law, Ramesh Narayan, is also a freed slave. The government had given me five kattas of land during the rehabilitation of freed slaves. I got 203 square meters from that land and built a house on it. I was very disappointed when my husband left me when I was disabled. I didn't think I would survive. I had no hope left in life. I had given up.
A ramp has also been built in my house to allow wheelchairs to move. I have also received assistance for a wheelchair. The Rural Women's Upliftment Center has invested 665,000 rupees for the construction of the house under the 'Strengthening Women's Families through Safe Housing and Awareness of Women's Ownership of Land' program. Other necessary materials at home have been provided by organizations as well as individuals. My 12-year-old son Adit is in grade 6, my 11-year-old daughter Akriti is in grade 4, and my 8-year-old son Amit is in grade 3.
I am now 31 years old. But I have faced many struggles in life. I have now gained the self-confidence to educate my children. It has also become easier to walk. I have also started living a respectable life in society. When I was helpless, I did not have support and respect. Now everyone is interested in my affairs. I do not earn anything. I am living on disability allowance. I buy food with that money. I buy books and papers for my children. I have managed my expenses. If it is not enough, I will beg for a little bit. Now I feel that I would have done some skilled work that would allow me to settle down.
Presented by: Durgalal KC
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