Karki Kavya

2083-01-30 The Guilt of Being Away From Home Today, I felt so bad for leaving home. Not in the simple way people say they miss home. Not like missing food, comfort, or familiar rooms. It was heavier than that. It was the kind of guilt that suddenly sits on your chest and makes you question every choice that brought you away from the people who love you. She called me today. It had been a week or two since we last talked properly. She said she missed me. She had her tooth removed recently, and I think it had been painful. At first, it was just a normal conversation. Then her voice changed. She started crying. “K bhayo bhanera sodhne ni koi chaina,” she said. There was nobody to even ask what happened. “Yo bhako bhaye kati herthyo, sodhthyo malai jachauna laijanthyo.” If he were here, he would have cared so much. He would have asked. He would have taken me to get checked. And the worst part is, I know I would have done the s...