To the date as far as I can remember, I wasn't strong enough. I never was. As a child I was frequently sick. I can still feel how I bothered my parents. I still can feel my dad's sweat from his back as he carried me (along with luggage) all the way to the nearest health worker -a day long walk without rest, and at the day's end meeting with somebody saying the BHU is closed as Men Babu (an epithet given to health worker) is on leave. It never would have been easy for my mom too- caring a dozen of kids is almost mission impossible today but she did. As a child who gets sick frequently, how she would have felt to me while she has to raise a dozen of kids? i really would have been something nobody would like but she cared. Note: This image is my own property As I grew I begin depending of my brothers and sisters. I know how hard it would be helping me aside "keeping-themselves-alive. As a young student I was always scared of teachers (but I don't kn
