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"Glimmer of hope" - My first common-app, country [7]
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RED.Glimmer of hope
It was a Saturday night and darkness reigned due to the regular power cut. I was out for my
habitual walk on the road after dinner. Suddenly, a bomb exploded at neighbor's house and all I could hear was a stunning silence as if my hearing had been impaired for a while.
Within a minute, a crowd of people arrived at the
entrance of the house and I rushed to the spot too. The gate of the house was dislodged from the wall it was fixed to
and yards away from it, lay the bloody and heavily injured body of the security guard of the house. The road was covered by spiky nails and tiny iron balls from the bomb. An ambulance arrived in minutes and took the wounded guard to the hospital.
The next morning, I read in the newspaper that the bomb
had been planted by one of the underground armed outfits operating in our region. Many such groups have risen amidst the political unrest in the country. They
planted bombs, kidnapped and murdered people in the name of religious and political faiths. Amidst lack of security and political unrest, unemployment and lack of education have prevailed. People
have been left with very little option and a crippling poverty to deal with. Thus, most of the youth
have been choosing the shortcut of joining these groups for some quick money.
It was not so long ago when our country was a land of peace. But now lack of security and unrest rule the daily life here. Lack of options has resulted in unemployment and extreme poverty.
Few years ago, my family couldn't afford a single meal per day. Rice and salt
comprised our daily diet. Our secondary school didn't have fans in its classrooms and it took months before the books from government fund reached to us. For youths like us here, college education is a matter of chance than hard work and talent.
The bomb planted in my neighbor's house not only killed that innocent security guard but also his family's hopes and his children's future. Horrific imprints from such incidents are engraved in our minds as we work our way through, in the hope of a beautiful life. Yet these imperfections inspire me. The days of scarcity made me grateful towards the things that otherwise seem too minor to take note of.
They made me realize the importance of every grain I swallow and every rupee I spend on buying books. I have learned to hope in the gravest of situations. I may be preparing for an education outside Nepal but such incidents remind me that my country is in desperate need of educated youths
who can work within the country in the field of business, education, government service and technical expertise etc. With the education and experience I receive here, I hope to work in the education sector of Nepal and contribute my bit to improve condition of education in Nepal. 