Sorry I cannot return back. I was not interested. I did not have money. But now I am in USA unwillingly. I cannot go back. Why???? I was a good student during my entire school and university life in Nepal. I had passed my SLC in 2050 and my score in SLC was 84.6%. Science was my favourite subject. I had always aspired to specialize in Aeronautical engineering. But % was nothing without money. My percentage was also same and my SLC marksheet was just a piece of paper with some typewritten words. Only money would give life and sense to those scores. I could not study science. Rs. 1000 to me and my parents was a lot. How could they spend per month fee for me that much amount? My father was professionally an engineer. A patriotic engineer, he never learnt to make money. Because of his over patriotism, he missed a chance to undergo PhD. Still he does not have any complains to anyone. But I am unlike my father has a lot of complaints. I did my graduation in Nepal in Commerce. During my entire education life, I never scored less than 66%. I was board third in PCL level and board 2nd in BBS. And my masters score was 74.6%. I was also working by the time I was studying. School teacher, an assistant in an organisation, late night work, study .... still money problem in engineer's home ... ufff... god...I was experiencing the curse of my previous life. But dad I always love you. I know what hardships you have faced for me to stand on my own feet. After masters I was not ready to remain working as an assistant. I had spirit to do and to show. In the morning I was teaching in tuition centres. I had a separate recognition. But my students never knew that their teacher who is teaching them about the management stuffs and giving them inspiration to lead an organisation as a manager wears mask of an assistant in a day time and Haaa... ridiculous...what a bloody liar I am. My masters result was out. During those days I do not know why most of banks had had lots of vacancies. May be one post was waiting for me. I was happy to work in a bank again as an assistant. I was confident, sooner or later I would be promoted. I had never knew TU masters were never good. My first day, I knew I was working under a veteran banker. A brother of powerful personality in Nepal, leo club member, Kudalini member, American degree holder this that.... he was associated to everywhere. First few month the experience was just great. KU masters including Phillipines masters, Pune (Symbiosis masters) were also their. Some joined with me, some joined later but most of them joined without taking exams and interviews. I did not have any interest on that kind of thing, banking job to me was just great. One day next symbiosis girl was seen in the bank. Everyone was saying new staff... new staff... very talented...CEO's computer was brought to her as if she was going to change the entire organisational culture. I still know CEO had come to see her 15 times just to make sure if she was comfortable. Then I knew my status and my future. Still I had faint hope that somebody will recognise me and my TU grades. One year passed, two year passed.... I was the same. All of a sudden, a vacancy was announced. I thought it was for me. I did well in examination, and I was not so bad in interview also. My bosses had always seen my performance, I was thus confident. The position were 5. Results were announced, I was not in the list, I was said I was in 6th. I could do nothing because that morning I had already knew that my name was removed. One of the candidates, a relative of BOD, did not join. Later heard that she did not like to work. But the vacant position was not for me. New guys came. I started training one of them. Later led my department he was my boss. I had to report him. First I had to teach him, and do the work and again report him. I do not know what kind of management thing is that. I was aware that my colleagues would laugh at me seeing me teaching my own competitor. Some month later, it was a year end. My appraisal was in his hand and he appreciated my job as knowledge of job satisfactory... I will always remember you my bro. Some said it was not fair. My spirits had already died. Tried to switch it was not so easy. My name, degree all were nothing in Nepal. I had always tried for scholarships. Only thing where I had faith was on it. Luckily a professor of University of Chincinatti sponsored me for MBA, I was in contact with him from one of my teachers of masters degree. I am always grateful to you sirs.... I have now done my MBA. I do not where my so called boss is. I am missing him these days. I am thinking should I go to Nepal now. From which level should I start my career. Officer....???? what is the use of my study in scholarship if I go to Nepal. Who will recognise me? Again banks... bullshit those are the family business. Grandfather opens banks just to engage their grandchildren for time pass. Those who work as staff never get promotion. I do not have enough money to start my own business. Here I am atleast working and I can multiply the earning by 63 while I send that to Nepal. But in Nepal will I be able to earn that much. never... Sorry guys I do not like to live life of my father. I do not like to continue my highly qualified kangal generation by returning back to Nepal. People might call by anything I do not care. Lots of comments on my writing is sure. But this reality is reality. I request before writing comment, would you like to go back and get frustrated with you life... my dear bro and sis u certainly will not........................................................... Till the last moment I breathe, I will remember my childhood days, my teachers, my mother(specially the moment she would go to bank to pledge her ornaments just to pay my school fee), my highly qualified father, the poverty, my banking job, my satisfactory boss, my TU grades, the medals and appreciation letter.... Sorry mom sorry dad... I am sorry my country Nepal.... Sorry I cannot help. I cannot return back.