“I don’t know why mother had to cut my hair. Everyone calls me a boy now. The boys scream boy, boy, boy when they see me and even the girls scream boy, boy, boy when they see me.”
– Ranika Pariyaar, Met her in Laxmitole, Butwal
“I don’t know why mother had to cut my hair. Everyone calls me a boy now. The boys scream boy, boy, boy when they see me and even the girls scream boy, boy, boy when they see me.”
– Ranika Pariyaar, Met her in Laxmitole, Butwal
