Saphal Diaries

No matter how your country and family are they are always in your hearts. If anyone has to leave his country and family that can be the most heartbreaking moment of his life. But if anyone has to go abroad to fulfill his dream which must be the compulsion, not the choice.  I have a similar story here which embodies how much a mother misses her son in absence of her son. This is a real story told to me by my friend. I think this is only a representing story of our society but there are so many identical untold stories in every house of our country where every mother misses her son similarly because her sons have to go abroad to sell their sweats in search of pursuing their dreams. Around 20,000 Nepalese immigrants live in Portugal and among them is Man. He is the only one son of his family with two sisters. His family used to live in a village of Taplejung but they are now in Jhapa. He came to Portugal around 5 years ago. Everyone comes here to have a resident card of Po

One night, at dinner, I took my wife’s hand and told her that we needed to talk. I saw the pain in her eyes. All of a sudden, I had no idea how to talk, but I knew I had to tell her. So, I do not know how, but I told her that I wanted a divorce. Surprisingly, she was not upset and asked me why I would want that. We did not have a conversation, but she wept. She wanted to know if something was going on with me. In fact, it was our marriage, but I do not know what. I stopped loving her, and I had another one. Her name was Joan. Instead of loving my wife, I felt sorry for her. Since I felt guilty, the divorce agreement said that she would keep the house, 30 percent of our business, as well as the car. When she saw the agreement, she ditched it. Ten years of her life belonged to me, and then we became strangers. I felt sorry for her, for all of that time that is now gone. But, I could not change anything. I was in love with the other woman. And, then, my wife started screami