He was all of seven years old, working at a local tea shop in Anand Parbat industrial area. Mom used to assist my maternal uncle, her brother, with the accounts at his electrical appliance factory. This Nepalese boy would bring tea to the factory every day. Mom could not resist the charms of this child and brought him home, after convincing the shopkeeper to give him up. He became a part of the family, skilful at home and at factory. As he grew into a young man, my uncle and the partners started rely on his skills, honesty, and intelligence more and more.
My grandparents and aunts trusted him implicitly. He learned spiritual values from the family. Like many young men, he dreamed of going to the foreign land, to the land of opportunity.
After his marriage, he moved back to Pokhara in Kaski District of Nepal. Almost after three decades, both his children are married with children of their own. His son has moved to Japan as an engineer. The parents have already visited their son in Japan. His unfailing efforts to stay connected to his adoptive family and especially to my mom are admirable.
This is what the dreams are made of. A small Nepalese boy, working in a tea shop in India, finds a family for life, and dreams find a way to be fulfilled through his children.
||Sarvam Sri Krishna Arpanamastu||
