And it is those moments that make my heart melt that I want to share. Those are the stories that I want to tell. And those heart-melting moments are in the overwhelming majority of what I experience here.
But, how to deal with the issues that I do not agree with? Or find inexcusable? Should I stay silent or speak out? Can I do justice to the complexity of what is Nepal and the reality here by blogging? Because the truth is never understood from just one viewpoint. Truth is rarely universal, it is very much a subjective concept.
Yet again, the reality is that this is my truth. It may not be the whole truth, but it is my truth.
I am faced with another moral question as well. To what extent can I share on the lives of the people that share their life with me? I have met so many beautiful and heartbreaking stories but do I have the right to tell them? My intention is good - it is to show that the joys and sorrows of human beings are the same everywhere. But do I possess that right? By telling stories of my life here, I walk a thin line of what and how much I can tell because my life is not only my life, it brushes shoulders with others who never agreed to be that part of my life that is online.
I do not claim to have the solutions, I just wanted to share some of the problematics that a story-teller faces (by and large, I consider myself more of story-teller than an blogger).
I guess my point is: let this serve as a footnote or a disclaimer to this blog. I am not the guardian of the truth nor is my truth complete. The story I share with you is, I hope, a puzzle made out of a celebration of universal humanity, of subjective truths, and of stories told that make up the story of my Nepal, beautiful and flawed and very much human.