I can hardly believe that I have come this far in life. From the humble beginnings of a monastery to the streets of Bouddha, I have experienced more pain and suffering than any child should ever have to endure. My memories of the Gumba are not fond, but they were necessary. Poverty forced my parents to give me up, and I was left to the care of the monks.
But it was on that fateful day, at the age of five, that my life took a tragic turn. Left behind in the street, I had no choice but to join the ranks of the street children. I turned to drugs, drinking, and smoking just to survive. The nights were cold and the days were long. There were moments when I thought that death would be better than living in the streets.
But then came kind man Hemraj Dai, and he changed everything. He rescued me from the streets and brought me to NAG, a Swiss NGO that provided me with the basic needs that I had been lacking. Food, clothes, shelter, and education. For the first time in my life, I felt like I had a chance at a better future.
I spent years at NAG, learning and growing. I graduated from university, and now I have the privilege of living and working here. I have found a purpose in life, a reason to keep going. Social work has become my passion, and I have been able to help those who were in desperate need of food, clothes and oxygen during the lockdown.I am now independent and able to give back to society through the NAG Alumni. I hope to use my experiences to make a positive difference in the world and help others who may have gone through similar struggles.