A Gift of Joy

In the serene heartland of Nepal, nestled amidst rolling hills and tranquil valleys, a middle-class family awaited the arrival of their newest member with bated breath. In their modest home, adorned with colorful prayer flags fluttering in the gentle breeze, anticipation mingled with excitement as they prepared to welcome their little girl into the world.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden hue over the picturesque landscape, the moment they had eagerly awaited arrived. With the tender cries of a newborn filling the air, Bishakha made her grand entrance, a beacon of joy illuminating their lives. In the darkest night of the new moon day, the little girl filled the light of happiness of in every corner with her arrival. 

Wrapped in swaddling clothes, her tiny fingers grasping onto the promise of tomorrow, Bishakha became the embodiment of hope and dreams for her family. Amidst the flickering glow of oil lamps and the soft murmurs of well-wishes, her parents held her close, their hearts overflowing with love for their precious gift.

In the tranquil embrace of their humble abode, surrounded by the timeless beauty of Nepal's natural splendor, Bishakha's journey began. Little did she know, she would soon embark on a path filled with wonder, discovery, and the boundless possibilities that awaited her in the embrace of her loving family and the vibrant tapestry of her small community. Being the youngest member that too the symbol of divinity in the family, she had been pampered by all her family member; her dad, mom and her brother. She had been the life of everyone as if every thing was getting better along with her.