Will I die here? With these people?
How will my family find me here?
Buried under the rubbles?
Swallowed by the soil?
After feeling so happy and fulfilled?
After telling my mom I don’t want to leave?
After telling my friends that I will stay?
Why here?
Why now?
In this beautiful place?
With these nice people?
Why do I feel ready?
Now, I love Nepal even more…