Dear friends, your blood can boil over, your hands may clutch khukris in each hand, your hearts may pound against your chest in anger but the problems back home will never be solved as long as the educated populace continues to remain overseas. You have to return to your roots, you have to pull out the weeds from the ground, you have to penetrate and expose the corrupt wherever they may sprout. Nepal cannot be saved from the devils who continue to attack your mothers and fathers, as long as the sons and daughters of Nepal choose to live in lands where the pasture appears to be green. And that is a fact. Talking about it in Sajha or over a cup of Starbucks will not make any difference to that man whose head is bleeding. When the force of intelligent people come together, nothing can stand in its way. The evil in man continues to ravage your country because it knows that the good people choose to stay far from their mother's lap.

So, until you decide to pack your bags and go back to Nepal, she will eventually be torn to pieces by the brute force of the wicked and corrupt people. Jai Nepal.