Sometimes, silence is the story.
(Lekhnath, Kaski)
(Lalita Mukhiya & Champa Mukhiya, Near Koshi Tapu, Saptari)
« We left at 9 to collect grass and it is almost mid day.
We cannot sit here and talk to you all day.
The men at home will starve. »
(Hetauda, Makawanpur)
« She makes me laugh.
– No. She makes me laugh. »
(Jhobri Tiwari, Sukter 9, Mugu)
« The hail destroyed all our crop.
So there is no work except for us
to gather here, smoke Sulpa
and laugh at our misery.»
(Rapti river near Patiyani, Chitwan)
« We have to eat, no matter what.
No matter how happy, how sad.
No matter how rich, how poor.
Fish tonight, hopefully, if you let me fish (laughs) »
