Maya Tamang Rigu, Dolakha
(Part 4/4) “My daughter visits sometimes. Those are my happy days. Cooking for her and discussing with her about her school and other things. She is smart and I am proud. Sometimes, she is not able to come. It is a few hours of walk from my brother’s place so I understand. So I just watch her pictures on my phone. When she is not able to visit she calls me regularly. She knows I am waiting to hear her voice. And I know she worries about me. She calls me to ask how I am doing, what I am eating and if my back is troubling me. She is the only thing that I cherish in this life. She is my only hope in life.”
