Interaction with Visitors under Students US Speaker Program

With a motive to have an open discussion on issues concerning to youth in Nepal and United States and discuss about the cross cultural differences among these countries Alexandria Ellison and Maria Perry visited USYC members. Total 35 members participated in the open discussion that was held on 26^th August at Innovation Hub, Teku. The program mainly focused on the impact of earthquake in Nepalese lifestyle, Nepalese politics, American politics and importance of social networking sites to disseminate information.  The program made the first move with a brief introduction session. For Alexandria , Nepal was the very first Asian country she had visited and she was thrilled by the wonderful architecture of buildings in Kathmandu, vibrancy of colors throughout  and the spices used in the foods in Nepal.

Maria highlighted in the pivotal role of social networking sites in order to render aids and grants from countries worldwide. Sharing her own anecdotes she also highlighted on the importance of facebook and other medias as it had helped them to donate money to earthquake victims.  She stated that in order to bring lives back to normalcy the major focus should be driven towards promotion of tourism. Comparing to Haiti, Nepal was already known for its pristine beauty and people were attracted towards the country pre-earthquake. She was happy and pleased to see the youths carrying the responsibilities themselves in their arms rather than depending on someone else. She strictly believes that a nation doesn’t require foreign grants for development but it does act as a helping hand. She also emphasized on the proper documentation and recording of the events as these documents will help in future reference and help our future generations to have well acquaintance with it.

On the other hand Alexandria amplified on the importance of grass root organizations to address and cope up with the crisis resulted due to earthquake. She also highlighted briefly about the American Politics and election system and the current presidential election situation. Along with the political talks, the guests were also very much interested to know about the efforts made by the USYC members regarding the relief and restoration after the devastating earthquake of April 25^th, 2015. They also conferred on the role of government during the earthquake. They also highlighted that the political situation existing in Nepal is really troublesome in compared to that of Europe’s and United States. With this the program which had kicked off at 2:00 p.m came to an end.

Memories with USYC 2015

Every morning I wake up and just switch on  wifi my cell phone vibrates like anything and there are almost 1000 messages that need to be replied. No it's not spam at all and you are again wrong for assuming that I am super busy girl with lots of things to plan. It's love which I constantly receive from 52 lovely youths belonging to various parts of our country. For some the plan of staying in a hall for approximately 3 days from 8 in the morning to   8 in the evening might not seem fun at all but for me it was one of the best days of my life. Words seem pretty less to describe the time that I spent with the USYC 2015 team but nevertheless I am compelled to do so. 

From the very first letter I received till today, my journey with USYC has been a roller coaster ride of happiness and challenges. Getting selected in USYC itself is a major victory as it is believed that you are one of those best youths that the nation has to offer. When we stepped at the hotel and opened up the curtains then did we realize why Pokhara was termed as a tourist paradise. Machhapuchhre was clearly visible from the windows and the aroma of the wet earth was enchanting. After the introduction and dinner majority of the participants were bedridden due to exhaustion. And a few of us were eager to enjoy the night life of Pokhara. We walked almost an hour and then we saw pokhara at night time. we heard a party going on at a restaurant and without wasting a single moment we danced till the cafe  closed. As soon as we stepped out it started raining and we had to rush back. The next day we woke up with a message from YUWA then did our formal program start. Though it was hectic at times but after listening to speakers like Leelamani Poudel, Peter Bode, Rajesh Hamal, Lucky Sherpa and many more unknowingly we learned many things.

From the introductory session to all those fun filled breakfasts and dinners, acoustic nights, dance sessions, dance by R.K Shahi, partying in Busy Bee, interaction with the speakers, drama, comedy sessions, presentations,inspiring session by Saunak Bhatta, boating in Phewa lake and  all those efforts put on by YUWA is and will remain fresh in my mind forever.

 The orientation was just a beginning and the journey hasn’t yet started for us. Lots of challenges are yet to be faced and we are yet to accomplish a lot of things. But I am definitely sure they will also be equally interesting as the orientation and there's much more in store for us.

नसकिने के छ

Impossible remains to be impossible until someone proves otherwise. People found the idea of flight for humans to be impossible until wright brothers took the first solid steps and proved it to be otherwise. 100 meters in a meager 9.58 secs is impossible to us but the continuous effort and dedication of USAIN BOLT made it possible.

In a land where the government is corrupt, people are drowning in poverty and strikes are our weekly national holidays, people have lost hope for their nation and for themselves. Living in a fairy dream that gold trees sprout in the foreign land, 1500 Nepalese emigrate in the hope of a brighter future through foreign employment. Our market is very unstructured and the supply to demand ratio isn’t equal, but with relentless effort we’ll be able to crack it.

A 3 storied building and boarding schools for his children is a dream of every low living Nepali and a reality for a ‘PaniPuri’ vendor in Surunga, Jhapa. Many of us might have heard about Honacha, a newari restaurant in mangalbazar and some of us might have been there as well. Do you believe that the owner of Honacha is richer than many of us present out here. See! The thing is not to inherit tons of property and a lucrative opportunity, but to create opportunities.

 Looking back to my initiative ‘SCARF MOVEMENT’, there were voices saying it wouldn’t be a success, let alone make a positive difference. These voices got to me at times and I doubted if it would reach its marks as it was 10 days after the acid and infant rape incident. Then I took it as a challenge to prove them wrong and make a change. I cant recall the number of schools and colleges, organizations and clubs to F.M. stations I went in a narrow time frame of two days, for all I intended was the voices to be heard and not for popularity or for monetary  causes.

True inspiration comes from the source of our motive. Interviewing the survivor in her disfigured yet unflinching courageous state, it fueled my motive and as a result thousand’s gathered in Basantapur with placards, banners and slogans to fight with Sangita, the acid attack survivor. Good media coverage helped to make a difference and within few days the perpetrator Jiwan B.K. was caught. The thing is not to boast about my movement but a personal experence to prove that “If we want something Wholeheartedly. The entire universe conspires to make it ours”. Jiwan B.K. was caught just a few days after our movement but still I don't regard the movement has been successful. I hope that the government takes the required action, builds up a strong legislative and emphasize on her treatment and rehabilitation.

It’s always hard to resist inertia. Having stated that, its really difficult to take a tiny step in the very early phase. But as steps go on, it gains momentum and the journey ahead gets easier. The motive behind the movement wasn’t to gain sympathy but empathy and collective hands. We as human beings shouldn’t just feel sorry for the other soul, but make their pain our very own, to imagine ourselves in the very shoes of the other, and then and only then can true change come.

We are more than happy to oblige being enslaved in foreign land, but becomes a matter of shame here. The lovely daughters and sons of the so called ‘GHARANIYA PARIWAR’ who never had to raise a plate for themselves are waiting tables at Mc. Donalds, KFC and food courts. How wonderful it is that they boast about their job, their somewhat independence from their parental income. Believe me no work is small and no profession is due for disgrace. its our narrow spectrum with which we see the world that make professions and professionals seem small. Everyone is important in their own way, Regardless of the professions we embrace. We should try to excel in it, be a leader and aspire others to someday be leaders and aspire others similarly.

Strategizing for others downfall, gossiping a rumor, inhibiting someone’s growth has never helped someone grow. It simply holds the others for a while only for them to come stronger and smarter. What choice do you make, act the villain or the co-star to success and growth? A talking mouth or a helping hand? A loved one or a hated one? The choice is yours to make.

Earthquake and Child Psychology

The rattling that shook the whole nation has shaken our mindset even harder. Scientists claim that the clash of the Indian and the Eurasian plates gave birth to the massive earthquake while some people state that it is due to god Shivaa's leela. Whatever the reason is the fact is that the 7.9 magnitude jolt shook the country and has left thousands dead and many more injured. Places that once were homes are now nothing more than piles of rubble and sites for mass graveyard. Dead bodies have still been left unattended and people have lost hope of finding any belongings in a usable state. It feels like we have been engulfed into darkness and in every lightning corpses are produced.

Some are fortunate enough that even today their houses in which they live are intact and habitable. However there are thousands who have become homeless and are forced to live in open regardless of the harsh weather. Thus in order to provide a helping hand to those we made a focal point: to help children. UN estimates that more than 1 million children are affected by the recent earthquake and these problems should be addressed as soon as possible. In order to assess the impacts we went to Kavre, Sindupalchok, Dhading and Kathmandu. The assessment in Dhading was easier due to abundance in stationery and the guidance of psychologist Ganga Pathak.

While in Kathmandu we are still conducting daily observation of the children. When asked to draw cracked buildings, injured people ,hospitals and black Dharara were all they could come up with, portraying their mindset which has been heavily disturbed by earthquake. Some children tightly clung to their parents with every minor aftershocks while some never let tears off their eyes, some had become claustrophobic and insomniac while some never let their parents off their sight. According to the parents the children under tarpaulins had lost their appetite and refused to return to their homes even after a week of the quake and would just gaze away.

After reaching to the disaster zones it could be analyzed that the places which gained attention wanes were mounted and piled up with relief materials and funds while others who were equally hit by the quake were empty handed. From the numerous field visits it could be concluded that children from the villages were in a better mental state compared to that of city. .Some of the reasons behind are:

1) Free space: Unplanned urbanization and few open spaces compel people into crowded situations with unknown people making the children feel uneasy to move around. False rumors quickly spread in such places further contributing to fear and the terror.

2) Media: With the media outlets concentrated in the city, the children are quickly exposed to the depressing news of deaths and injuries further traumatizing them.

3) No means of distraction: Usually in the village areas the children are engaged in something or other. They have to look after the livestock and commit to household chores. But it’s not so for the urban area. Closed entertainment centers, schools, malls and no proper access to technology has further worsened the situation making it hard for them to open up.

In "Child friendly Spaces" a program organized by UNICEF, World Education foundation and CWISH I as a teacher found the students confined to themselves in the initial phase. With the days that passed by, games, dance, activities and story books gradually returned them to their normal self. Taking a glance at the children's situation they are in dire need of motivation, counseling and psychological treatment. Some may be able to cope up and heal with time while for those who are deeply affected by the quake must go under creative expression therapies, counseling and various other therapies under expert guidance

Children are raw and immature to the immensity of the devastation and problems. Children have a lot to learn and are very sensitive to situations and being so imagine the trauma and wound inflicted upon the minds of innocence and compassion. If the problems are not addressed immediately then it might leave them scarred for life.

Violence Against Women

With the increase in number of seminars, conferences, movements, rallies and literacy rate, it is legitimate to expect cases of violence against women to stop. But why do we still find stories of pain and why doesn't it take a name to stop? Why have complains regarding women violence been soaring up in alarming rate? Why isn't education helping to improve the present scenario? Why don’t people lodge complains against the perpetrators even when they know that whatever is happening with them is wrong? Well I believe it is all because of society.

However educated a woman or a girl is she still fears the social stigma because she knows that she will be looked at with scornful eyes even when she is proven to be innocent and the perpetrator to be guilty. She knows that speaking a word against the patriarchal members of the society will defame and bring dishonor to her family .She silently accepts what’s happening because she is inculcated to do so.

Two girls preparing for their S.L.C exams are attacked with acid in the center of the capital city. After rigorous efforts, movements, campaigns demanding stronger legislation, investigation and constant attacks by media the accused gets caught one month later. It becomes sensational news to the media. When he laughs remorselessly in the press release outrage is sparked in social media.  People salute Nepal police for their success. Then two days later the criminal turns out to be portrayed as a victim of untouchability .He is said to be a depression patient. Suddenly all the women right activists keep quiet. People start believing whatever he says. People forget that no reason is valid for the heinous crime he has done. People forget that every criminal has a dark past. People forget that a person who lies to his parents can easily trick others. People forget how remorselessly he had attacked the girls. People forget that the attack was not done when he was criticized or when he was regarded as untouchable but after he got thrown out of the selection in army. People forget that he crossed his boundaries as a teacher and established relation with a student. Suddenly his letters start  getting published in online portals where he states that he had done everything with Sangita except having a physical relationship. He proudly states that he doesn't regret for his monstrous act. People start feeling pity on him and the case is totally diverged. Not a single reporter again goes to the victim to verify the truth.Why? Because that’s what happens when a girl rejects a guy who establishes a relationship in the base of lie.  The victim’s family regrets for lodging the case.

A police constable is accused to rape a 13 year old child in Doti . I don’t think she was provoking enough or she was dressed in such a manner to get pregnant.  But still she was raped. But trust one day or the other she will be pointed at on her character. Guys will think 1000 times before marrying her. Even when the society knows when it was not her mistake and she did not approach for it.

People might present the case of 6 year old Puja Sah. Yes, I agree that it was justice in her case but there are thousands of Puja who have become voiceless.  But the solutions are so simple. Just change your mentality, don’t run after the current and change your actions. If everyone will do so there will be no violence against men or women.  

The Seventy Two hours

Those three days were the most terrifying days of my life. We just didn't lose thousands of our brothers and sisters, all our hopes were shattered into fragments, our cultural heritage sites turned into rubble and many small entities of our life lost. Seeing people wounded, crying for treatment, wailing in memory of their lost ones and trauma and affliction everywhere is a sight no one would ever wish to see or feel even in their worst nightmares.

Once again mother nature had proven that no man made invention is stronger than her. Nepal has once again lost thousands of its children and has been pushed 10 years back. Like after every rainfall there appears a beautiful rainbow, like after every sunset there is a sunrise I hope the wounds will gradually heal, new hopes will emerge and people will once again start their lives anew.

And How Do I Feel

"The criminal should be caught and should be sentenced to death. He should also feel the same pain that I am going through didi" with her eyes full of tears she said to me. I looked at her burnt face. The acid had not only burnt her skin but it had killed her from inside.

Suddenly my inner voice spoke to me , "You might find yourself in her shoes some years later with your face burnt and you will find no one to help you" And trust me I shuddered. Then I started my movement "LETS UNITE AGAINST ACID ATTACK" A SCARF MOVEMENT.3 days.4 hours of sleep every day and working crazily. Calling people,dropping letters,reaching out to different organizations had become my schedule.And the weather was at its worst with high thunderstorms,heavy rainfall and wind.The day arrived; 1000 people before my eyes, females with their scarves on, journalists ready to cover the movement and a journalist asked me how I felt. I smiled and said I feel happy but what did I actually feel? I felt really bad as I had to start this movement.And why so here's the reason.

When I was a child I never had to fear criminals. I could get lost in the streets...I could fearlessly walk in unknown alleyways..I could talk to whomever I wanted in a whatsoever manner.But today due to increasing crimes believe me no one can walk that fearlessly.No one can dare to get lost and talk to unknown people. Why?Because we fear that we might get harmed. That a Nepali might hurt another Nepali. 

I was sad as I could only see 1000 people standing to raise their voice who could actually internalize the affliction of victims.I was sad to see that we had become so busy that offering one hour for justice and for a better and peaceful future had become such a big deal.I was sad when people choose to shout at the Karaoke bars rather than shouting for justice.

Then the journalist asked what will u do next? I said that I would continue the awareness program but what I actually felt like doing?I felt like stopping all these sort of movements.I wanted to return back to that time when there was no need of such movements when the women could do as their heart wanted.

I feel that the happiest day in my life will be when actually a movement like this won't even be required.

I could not TOLERATE

2 years old
छोरी:ममि मलाई पनि दादाको जस्तै रोबोट चाहियो आमा:छोरी भएर पनि काहीँ रोबोट खेल्छ गुडिया खोज। 6 years old
छोरी:ममि म पनि साईकल खेल्छु नि आमा:छोरी भएर पनि काहीँ साईकल खेल्ने हो चोटपटक लाग्छ अनि बिहा गर्न कति गाह्रो हुन्छ बरु घरघर खेल। 14 years old  
छोरी : ममि म पनि दादासङ म्याच हेर्न जान्छु नि। आमा:टिभी मै हेरे भैगो नि।बरु खाना पकाउन आइज।जत्ती जे गरे नि खाना श्रीमानहरुले कहिल्यै पकाउदैनन र पकाउनुपर्ने हामिले नै हो। 18 years old
छोरी : ममि म पनि बाइक सिक्छु नि आमा: श्रीमान आइहाल्छन नि तेरो तलाइ लिन किन एत्तिकै दुख उठाउनु छाला पनि कालो हुन्छ बरु अलि चिटिक्क र सफ्फा सुगर हुन सिक।

23 years old
छोरी :ममि म यो मान्छे सङ विवाह गर्न चाहन्न रक्सी र चुरोटको लत लागेको छ रे। आमा: अहिलेको जमानामा कस्ले खादैन।इङ्गेजमेन्ट भैसक्यो परिवारको बेइज्जत मात्र हुन्छ 24 years old
छोरी :ममि म यो मान्छेको त अरु केटीहरुसङ शारीरिक सम्बन्ध पनि रहेछ म के गरौ? आमा: सहन्सिल हुन सिक छोरी केटी मान्छे भयेपछी सहन्सील हुनुपर्छ। 38 years old 
छोरी :ममि आफ्नो बुवा को देखासिकी गरेर छोरो पनि बिग्र्यो क गरुँ म? आमा: केटाहरु एस्तै हुन।केही नभन् नि नातिलाइ फेरि सम्धिनी ज्यू रिसाउलिन। बरु नातिनिलाइ चाहिँ धेरै उत्ताउलो नहो भनेर सिका। 40 years old एउटा ठूलो कोठाको बीचमा त्यो छोरिको लास भेटियो र टेबलमा थियो एउटा पत्र

"आमा आफ्नो श्रीमान्बाट मैले प्रेम अपेक्षा गरें धोका सहन सकिन।आफ्नो केही गल्ती नहुदा पनि बिना कसूरको पिटाइ सहन सकिन।सासुको हरेक कुरा माने तर निरप्राध हुँदा लागेको आरोप सहन सकिन। छोरालाइ उद्धन्ड मच्चाउन दिने तर छोरिलाइ उत्तौली नबन भन्न सकिन।हरेक चोटि आफ्नो इच्छा आकङ्छ्या र अभिलाषालाई मारेर अरुको लागि बाच्न सकिन। माफ गर्नुहोस आमा म सहन्सील छोरी बन्न सकिन।" उसकी आमा ग्वांग्वां रोइन् तर त्यो आसुले ती मरेकी छोरी फिर्ता आउदिनथियिन्। Lets not teach our daughters how to dress let's teach our sons to behave. Lets not teach our daughters to be submissive let's teach our daughters and sons to respect their partners.Lets not teach our children to ask for respect.Teach them to earn it.let's not teach our daughters to bear teach your daughters to revolt.

STORIES OF VOLUNTEERISM

Its paradoxical that the idea of living a long life appeals everyone but the idea of getting old doesn't seem appealing. 


In order to celebrate Dashain differently,  a year back I went to Pashupati Old-age home with food packets.Echoing hymns, fragrance from incense sticks and the the tune of tingling bells were lurking around the Pashupati Area. 

No sooner had I entered  the old- age home, the scenario completely changed. Calm and peaceful,an old women covered by a shawl was basking in the sun. Some old men were walking around sharing stories of their past. Some were constantly looking at the door maybe their eyes were longing for someone.

I assume that's exactly what you do after being abandoned.As the old age home was prepared for our arrival, the donation program commenced. I along with other people who had come for the same purpose, started distributing the food packets. They took it, blessed and smiled .

Their heart melting smiles were way better than that of the miss worlds' till date. I had abundant time so I started talking. Some were left by their children right in front of the old age home never to return. While some were rescued from the road. Some childless old people came there on their own while some were brought by their own children but came to visit regularly. Some shared their anecdotes and experiences while some were teary eyed and there eyes spoke it all.

 My hands were definitely empty but I left with happy heart.   :)

STORY 2

Today it is not HIV, Ebola, or Encephalitis that kills human being
but it is the feeling of being unwanted. 

Physical diseases can be cured but only love can heal loneliness,
despair, and hopelessness.

After the principal showed green signal, I headed towards the
classroom.

"Good morning Missssssss" the class welcomed me.

"Sit down" I said. I noticed all of them for a while. 

Some students were busy looking outside the window while some
were busy biting their nails, some were busy curling their hair strands
while some were busy patting their cheeks for no apparent reason.

ल अब सबैजाना ध्यान देउ यता I started my class.

I never thought slapping and thrashing would help because slaps and thrashes never worked on me when I was a child and developing a sense of fear in the young minds was not good option either. I guess that created a strong bond between me and them. The faces
which used to be disappointed before had wonderful and warm smiles.

Talking about my work I taught anything and everything to anyone and
everyone. One day some girls insisted me to stay longer and in the
sun we shared our stories.

Some were rescued from the red light areas of India, Some were about to be sold and were brought from border areas, some had ran away from their houses as their fathers were ready to marry them to unknown person for some cartoons of alcohol, some couldn't bear incest and some couldn't bear physical and mental torture by their step parents.There were many children, many more stories, much more pain and a really dark history.

After they unfolded their past I felt I was lucky and fortunate enough to own such a beautiful life. I had made no big difference but yes the students have raised from X to X+1.

I volunteered and taught there for four months and what did I get in return? I learnt that life has given me a lot and their smiles taught me that problems do not weaken u but makes u tough for the toughest times.

STORY 3

5 minutes of your time +350 ml of your blood= 1 life saved

From the above line itself you may have understood yourself what my third activity is, Gotcha!Exactly what you assumed my third act is related to blood donation. Almost 12 women stepped out from the Red Cross vehicle with heavy boxes in Golden Gate International College which was the venue for the blood donation.

Male volunteers were busy taking desks and benches to the ground and simultaneously were looking if the girls were noticing their hard work or not while the girls were busy carrying cartoons of real juice and fruits for the blood donors. After all the tables, desks, food items, bags were set in their respective places the donation formally started. The nurses sent the donors after checking their fitness. The flow of students was very thin in the initial phase which had already disheartened the volunteers but after some board members teachers and founders donated their blood the flow became massive. Regardless of the scorching heat without any hesitation the volunteers did their work with full energy. 

Talking about the donors their contribution was a vital one. You could actually see all kind of people there lean, thin, fat, chubby, fair, those with big black plastic framed power spectacles, those who were busy playing candy crush and those who were asking for free juice again. I as a coordinator coordinated the program brought food items when they seemed less handled the guests helped the volunteers to handle the flow and encouraged students to try once. When the clock struck 2:00 the nurses stopped taking donors and that was an official end of the program. 

With huge media coverage and smooth work our program had become grand success and after knowing that approximately 400 individuals had donated their blood our happiness knew no bounds. 

We also achieved the award of” highest blood donating organization of the year” .Our one initiation had saved approximately 400 lives and we actually felt like saviors. After the program ended I remembered what one of my teachers had said in the class “tears of a mother can’t save a child but your blood can.”  J

Follow Your Dreams

    

Love what you do and do what you love.Don’t listen to anyone else. Listen to what the inner core of your heart says! It’s said that when you want something wholeheartedly then the whole world conspires it to make it yours. You want to be remembered well everyone does. And yes we remember those who follow their dreams.When I was kid my parents told me that this world was a beautiful place to live in.When I was a kid they taught me to listen what my heart says, they taught me to follow my dreams. I believed and started to listen to my heart. When I gradually grew up I knew the world wasn't as beautiful as it seemed. Whenever I tried to listen what my heart somehow people offended it. My parents aspired me to be a doctor but I wanted something else. I had to go against my parents decision. People said that career in humanities would not pay me.But my inner satisfaction was much more bigger to me than my money. I don’t want a day to come in my future where I will regret for not following my dreams . I wanted to follow my dreams because I wanted to give meaning to everything I do I wanted to smile  more I wanted to become inspiration to those around me. If Steve jobs hadn't dropped out of his college and hadn't followed his dreams then we would have never seen such an innovative person in the field of technology.One day our life will flash before our eyes .Make sure its worth watching.I am not saying its going to be easy but yes its going to be worth it. If you don’t follow your dream then you crush your dreams.Eventually you will stop dreaming altogether. so always listen to what your heart says.

An unforgettable journey...

All journeys have secret destinations of which the traveler is unaware. The world is a book and those who do not travel read only one page. That’s what I exactly feel when I walk down the memory lane. I still remember the day when I stepped in Bangladesh airport with my three other friends (Kiran Ghimire, Kusum Adhikari and Nischal). Unknown people, unknown place, hot air everywhere and a totally different environment. But when we reached the resort the scenario had totally changed almost 200 leos in a place who were ready to roar. Its then when the actual fun began. Opening ceremony, DJ party, competitions, sightseeing, stalls, camp fire, swimming in the sea, evening walk in the beach and many more. Seems like a holiday package right? But the story is not over yet. There I learned what actually leoism was about what lionism was about what were the actual responsibilities and the motive behind being a leo and what we could do. They presented how their actions had brought a change in their places and what we could do as well.With Alexis Vincent Gomes as our honorary guest we exchanged our experiences and pledged that serving people wholeheartedly would be the target of our life. All travel has its advantages. If the passenger visits better countries, he may learn to improve his own. And if fortune carries him to worse, he may learn to enjoy it. There were some instances when I really wanted to return back to Nepal there were times when I never wanted to go back. There were times when the development of Bangladesh fascinated me a lot  and there were times the poverty misery and pathetic situation of the women there pinched me. There were instances when I felt that Karl Marx was right when he stated that there will always be difference between the have and have not’s but when I saw the activities of leo there bringing changes in the lives of many individuals I also realized that one initiation or one step can make a difference collective force can bring a change and one day the world will surely be a beautiful place to live in.The multiple youth camp in Gazipur taught me a lot so right here and right now let’s pledge that wherever we go we will always have leoism in our blood and promote feeling of fellowship and service.