Life

Hi my name is gaurav gyawali...i was born in arghakhanchi district...i am now 23 years old...i came to kathmandu to study with my mom and my sister.Mymom was the one to look after us because our father was out of the country.

When i was small my mom used to love my sister .she use to take her to new place ,teach new things,and buy her new dresses. I also used to get clothes but sometimes ocassionally. When i was in class 3 our father returned to nepal because of drinking too much he was sent to nepal for check up and i was happy because i saw him after long ten year gap. Life was going side ways mom use to take sister whereever she goes because she was kinda talented. Mom use to take sister to new programmes make her participate in many programmes but i never had my chance..

Time passed things changed i started to notice that my mom does not like me but between mom and dad my mom was my favourite and she knew it but never loved me the way she loved my sister and my sister favourite person was her dad..It's not likei used to hate dad. At first we were kinda scared of him but he got the drinking habit. It was around 9 o clock in the night i was sleeping alone on the living room at side my mom was watching tv. Father arrived home and my mom told me to go and sleep with father and i went .I didn't knew he was drunk. When in entered the room father scolded me telling that why were you watching television till now ,it's your bed time and i replied in polite way that i was sleeping but he didn't trust me and he started to beat, firstly he slapped me i started crying then he again slapped me he didnt trust me but i was sayingthe truth. He arrived at home at 9oclock and he beat me till 1o clock in the midnight. Next day i had my eye swollen and from that day i started to hatehim and his drinking behaviour.

Until wheni was together with my mom i never got scared with that father but after mom left me and went to abroad with my sister i felt left alone in nowhere.

After that every day i feltscared thinking that my father will drink and come and beat me. He always came ho drank and i always have to feel insecure. It has been seven years since my mom left me with the drunken man. My father he is still the same (drunkard) and me i hate him now ,i dont like him a little bit. He is a devil when he gets drunk.i hate him i hate him i hate him.

I am 23 years old now and i am about to finish my graduation.Sometimes i feel like leaving the house and run away but i think that mom is working hard to make me complete my graduation and i cannot leave my study in middle.My father he only sits at home doesnt want to work and only prefers to be drunk. Nobody likes him because of his behaviour.Sometime i feel ashame because of that man.

Today also he is at home drunk and i cried today remembering my mom and sister because no one ishere