I am Sikum Limbu and I want to tell you my story. I left my home yesterday without letting anybody know. I’m writing this from a place far away from home, the place I’ve never been before, the place nobody where knows me, the place where nobody could guess I’m in.

The day before yesterday while we were having our supper I got a very harsh scolding by my parents and I didn’t deserved that, it contained very little truth. Last week I didn’t go to college, and the reason was very simple, first I was not learning anything in college, second I thought going to college was the waste of time and fuel, indeed it was. My motive not going to college was the reason why the scolding started and ended up with criticizing my life and the things I loved to do and the thing I’ve been doing. I totally didn’t deserved that scolding. A month and a half ago I left my job in order to do something better. Graphic Design Nepal is a design company I co-founded with my mate Anurag in March with zero investments literally. We had dreams. Yet it was making no progress until I left my job. We were working hard and struggling to make our dream come true, beside family life we had our own thing going on, GDN. Most of the times we were busy with GDN even though we were not making profits. Me and my mate as far as I’ve known are different from rest of my classmates, we were very concerned about our lives and our future. We wanted to do something, we wanted to be something but we were extremely misunderstood by the friends and family. I’ve always choose to do good, good for family, good for friends though the misunderstanding that they have makes me feel very sad. I’ve been jobless for a month and a half, with no savings in my name, the dough I would earned working for Bar Code Nepal I would give it to my mom. Even after no savings and no earnings or profits lately I had managed to make ends meet with my own, without asking pocket money from my parents. With my efforts and might I’ve been making this life go on. Now see what I’ve got, I deserved that scolding no way, that was out of my point of threshold, I couldn’t sleep that night, I the idea on my mind all the time, that idea of being free.

I couldn’t wake up very easily and in time yesterday because of no sleep yesterday. However after I was awake I managed to keep everything as normal as possible, mom thought I would go to college. So as soon as I had the morning tea, I left. My plan was not to inform anybody, though at around 8 in the morning I sent a message to Pratikshya that I loved her and switched off my phone.  Deactivated my facebook account before I left so that I would not be available even in facebook. Then I left Kathmandu for Hetuda. On my way I called my classmate Dipesh and told him to inform my parents  that I’m safe and not to worry much. I called Dipesh with a stranger’s phone so that I my location could not be traced. I spent my night in a small lodge in Hetuda and thought of giving away my bike back to home. So immediately started to talk to drivers in the buspark to send my bike back home. Then I found a driver who knew my neighbor, told them that I had to send my bike back home because I couldn’t ride anymore. They agreed and loaded the bike to the bus. I felt more freedom because police wouldn’t find me by my bike number in the check-posts. Then I went my way, and started to contemplate I’ve done, it might not be right but it was the most heroic thing I'v ever done in my life.

- By Anurag as Sikum