Let me share my life with you ppl. I changed to 16 different schools in my life till today. Left Nepal in the middle of my teen age, and came to a country very different to what I was used to. I had to get used to those teenagers who had different, thinking, way of life, language and culture. The language sounded like if they were speaking with a hot potatoes in their mouth. They never spoke English, coz they felt that they were very bad at English and were shy to use it. And I couldn’t understand other then English, Nepali and Hindi. I just had to listen, and there were NO Nepalese out here to share how I felt and there still aren’t  Only I know how I went through my teen age and stepped into my youth. After few years where I still had difficulty with the language, had to choose a subject for my further education that would decide my fate of the future. And all the subjects were in their native language. Now after so hard time I finished that education I started about and now have am lucky to get a job. Let me tell you a funny incident here in the west, I went to Nepal and celebrated my “Bratabandha”. I was with my Ex- Gf here in the west, and she took my cloths off, and saw “Janai” and asked what that was? Then just told her that it was a “Secret thread” and that you wear after “Brathabanda” thing. I just sit and laugh when I think back. It is not easy to be here alone in the west when you don’t have someone who can understand you, and someone who is at the same age and same background and language. I get jealous with some of you guys who are in US. At least there are so many Nepali out there you can hang around with and socialize with. Here have become as cold as the country itself and, as blank as the people themselves. Feel so empty, and confused, feel like life is a bit(h. Can feel something is missing. I do have western friends but I don’t feel close to them as I used to feel with those friends I have in Nepal. I just hate my life.