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Tibetan Rights and Beliefs in Comparison to Alaska Native Worldviews

9/13/2017

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Author: Haliehana Stepetin
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Photo credit: Haliehana Stepetin. Prayer flags at Buddha’s Stupa in Sarnath.
This trip has been one of transformation and extreme self-reflection and awareness. Everything in India seems to operate under extreme conditions. Extreme heat. Extreme food. Extreme noises. Extreme smells. Extreme pollution. Extreme clothing (bright colors, conservative style). Extreme transportation . . . extremely dangerous driving/walking on roads! The accumulation of these extremes has exposed my own personal norms and privileges I take for granted in my daily life.

As an Alaska Native woman living in Seattle, I already feel many oppressions and experience different tensions in every day life. I did not ever think these privileges I have realized, made my other oppressions less apparent. While I recognize certain privileges that I definitely experience including: Veteran status, socioeconomic privileges, a member of a federally recognized Indigenous tribe, appearance and body type, ability (cognitive and/or physical), gender identification, emotional intelligence, a big loving family, a place to call home, and cultural identity, I did not realize the many other subliminal privileges I take for granted until experiencing life in India. I take for granted things like being part of a federally recognized sovereign tribe, clean cold water from the tap, laundry accessibility, cleanliness, a relatively clean environment (or at least a worldview of respect for the environment), freedom to wear what I want as a woman and be independent, wifi everywhere, data on my phone, able to contact whoever I want whenever, and many more.
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These privileges rose to my consciousness especially in contrast to the Tibetan situation. As an Indigenous person with a history of experiencing genocide, assimilation, and acculturation, I feel privileged to experience the freedoms we have as federally recognized Alaska Native tribes in comparison to the Tibetan situation. I had always thought that Indigenous rights are nowhere near sufficient enough to reconcile the violent genocides we have endured since Russian contact, through oppressive Christian conversions, Americanization, and English Only assimilative techniques (and still do not). I know we are not yet where we should be regarding autonomy and self-governance, but I am now extremely grateful for the small freedoms and sovereignty we do enjoy. Knowing that the Chinese government is still actively oppressing the Tibetan people to the point that refugees are fleeing to places in India such as the Central University of Tibetan Studies (CUTS) in order to preserve Tibetan culture, language, and tradition, is a reality of how bad it could be for Indigenous North Americans today. It is also extremely inspiring to know that the Tibetan people are so dedicated to the preservation and revitalization of their culture, language, and traditions. I wonder what it would take to invoke the same sort of urgency the Tibetan people have, in Alaska Natives/American Indians? I wonder if Alaska Native populations could use the techniques of Buddhism to incorporate better coping methods from the oppressions we face today and the societal issues we are constantly battling due to our history of colonization, genocide, and destruction of our people? After visiting CUTS and learning about their valuable mission, I have been inspired to start a similar education center in Alaska focused on the preservation of Indigenous language, culture and tradition. 
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Photo credit: Haliehana Stepetin. Pictured above is Dr. Jampa Samten, a renowned Tibetan Buddhist professor at CUTS who guided us through the sacred sites in Sarnath. Professor Samten inspired me in his life work of the preservation of Tibetan language, culture, and tradition.
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My enlightenment in India

9/13/2017

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Life has been seeming to settle at home for me. I have a partner I can trust who loves me and is a wonderful father to my son. Things are getting comfortable and I feel the anxiety that I too am getting to comfortable. Having been to India once and feeling a sense and urgency of asserting myself as an independent woman I booked my flight to Kolkata. As the day of departure approached I felt deep regret. I didn’t want to go but being enrolled in the Study Abroad program I knew it was inevitable. Also I had already paid for the flight.
 
When I arrived I prepaid for a taxi to the city center a popular mall. When I went outside I was immediately greeted by drivers. One took my receipt and insisted I ride. I jumped in and he began asking questions. Wanting to embrace this adventure I obliged in his conversation. I felt brave.. He told me where I wanted to go was closed and the hotel I had previously reserved was way to far from the airport and that he would bring me to a closer one. It was about ten minutes away and when I entered the price was affordable and I figured it was ok in this case to go with the flow it was cheap and close to the airport so the following day I would be able to meet my incoming friend easily. The driver insisted he would be there at ten to bring me to the city center. I was kind of iffy about the whole thing and went upstairs to my room and relaxed for a few hours. When I was hungry I made my way downstairs to go to the hotel breakfast. The driver was there and once again insisted I go with him to the city center. Once again I decided to go with the flow. I got in. He began to ask many more questions and insisted I come back to his home and began to ask if I drank alcohol. I told him no and began to avoid conversation. We arrived at the city center and he tried to insist on accompanying me through the city center I told him no. He then insisted he wait for me to which I also argued back and forth, no! After a lot of debate I told him to give me his number that if he wanted my business I could certainly call him for a ride if necessary.I stayed at the city center for about 45 minutes but the stares as well as the loneliness got to me quick. I went down to the street to attempt and find a ride back. None of the drivers knew the hotel I was staying at and I began to get very worried. I checked Uber and saw the prices were very reasonable about 110 rupees, but the app was not working. I didn’t want to call the driver but realized that may be the only way to get back. I called him and after about thirty minutes he picked me up. We got back to the hotel and he told me I needed to pay him 2700 rupees. At this I laughed, a trip that I had already prepaid that had been diverted as well as the comparable /uber price made me some what angry that he would attempt to in my eyes swindle me out of that much money. As a side note my debit card had been compromised upon my departure to India so I had 300 American dollars for the month and had already paid seventy for this, what I would come to find, cheap hotel. We argued for about five minutes when the hotel host noticed and ushered me inside. I went to the reception desk and requested an escort to my room. I gave the driver 500 rupees and the host brought me to the room I told him what happened. Once he left I locked all of the doors. There was elevator access to the floors and the driver had heard my room number from the receptionist. Ten minutes later someone began banging on my door and ringing the doorbell incessantly. I was terrified I couldn’t know who it was but I could guess. I was terrified. I called my partner talked and cried to him nearly all night. 

This experience has significantly impacted the tone of my trip. It has also marked and exposed my own ignorance which is an important lesson to learn, hopefully in the safest way. I am a liberal white woman who’s identity has been shaped by feminist and global citizen ideas. This type of hipster, global citizen, independent woman, explorer attitude put me in the situation where I disregarded my instincts or fear of not living up to expectations I had made for myself. I think they are mistakes that many have made. Before going on this trip I watched a documentary that brushed across India’s history in particular with British colonization. I learned that white women then would go to India (usually accompanied by men/ family) for adventure. Similar to my own intrigue. The relationship of white women to India and to the constructed other of India in particular to religious/ spiritual exoticism goes way back. I am not arguing not to explore and to expose our ignorance but we must be aware of this relationship and if we visit India not let it be for a cliché self actualization or to construct a pretentious self righteous attitude, but use the experience to deconstruct our own learned bias and worldview. Also always trust your gut. Don’t get to caught up in proving things to yourself or others.

Written by: Rebecca Dimond
University of Washington Bothell 
Masters of Arts in Cultural Studies ​
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Rebecca Diamond at Assi Ghat (photo credit Haliehana Stepetin)
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September 13th, 2017

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Learning the Art of Patience

9/12/2017

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After spending some time on the campus and interacting with a class of students from the Central University of Tibetan Studies, I would like to focus on one, rather simple, concept that I’ve learned about: patience. Dr. Tsering, a professor here, kindly shared with us his most sacred beliefs surrounding Buddhist philosophy. ‘Do not commit any sin. Perform perfect virtue. Tame one’s mind.’ This was the stanza that, in his opinion, summarized the teachings of Lord Buddha. The majority of students attending this university are in exile from their native land of Tibet, which was overridden by the Chinese and viscously torn from their grasp. Thus they have sought refuge here in India with the help of the Indian government, and spend various numbers of years studying Tibetan Buddhist philosophy in an attempt to preserve their culture. All of the research departments on campus are doing work related to the restoration or translation of ancient scripts so that they can be circulated around the world and preserved for centuries to come. In order to do these translations, the students read through the old script, in Tibetan or Sanskrit, and translate it into an array of other languages to be viewed by the rest of the world. This requires excessive patience. Today we visited the library that holds these ancient scripts, most of which are printed on handmade paper, and stacked up before being tied like a parcel into colored cloth and labeled. One by one, the students approach these volumes, and page by page, they work away at their translations. Tashi, a CUTS student I had the honor of working with, told me that in pursuing his undergrad, he has six classes a day, six days a week, and spends all of his free time on Sundays working at his assignments. The patience and dedication that these students have to contribute to the preservation of the Tibetan culture and Buddhist texts is remarkable.

A second aspect of Buddhism in which I have seen the act of patience practiced is with karma. As Dr. Tsering defined, karma is all about action. It is the reason that things happen the way they do in this world and it describes why some people endure extreme suffering while others enjoy lives full of freedom and ease. When asked his opinion on the seize of Tibet and how such a terrible thing could happen to people who dedicate their lives to peace, Dr. Tsering attributed this occurrence to karma. With patience, Tibetans believe, they will receive good fortune in return for their suffering, and balance will once again return. To approach an event that was filled with such violence and can illicit incredible anger, the Buddhists calmly accept it as it is, and trust karma to take its turn again. This takes admirable amounts of patience.

Stereotypically, Americans practice the opposite of patience. We rush through our lives with venti to-go coffees in hand and do not hesitate to act out in anger when something unjust occurs. Coming from a culture that does not have practice in methodically seeking the source of anger and suffering, we do not at once have the skills in meditation and mindfulness to approach issues the way that Buddhists do. It has been a once in a lifetime opportunity to come here, to Sarnath India, to hear firsthand from monks who have dedicated their lives to their practice, the fundamentals of interdependence, emotional intelligence, and meditation. Interwoven in all of these Tibetan Buddhist concepts, is a strong will for patience.

Blogpost and photo by Victoria (Torie) Mount
UW Seattle Student
Studying Environmental Engineering
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NIRMAN

9/12/2017

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 Non-profit school in Varanasi, India

Author and Photography by Niko Serpanos
NIRMAN, Vidyashram, or Southpoint School are all names used to describe this school of the arts and education. Director and Co-Founder Dr. Nita Kumar hosts UWB students at the school, as a part of a study abroad program.  She walks with style and swagger through the city that demands a presence, and just by being around her I hoped I could absorb some of it! Dr. Kumar represents the kind of scholar and academic that I admire, she was a researcher in anthropology, but then one day got stuck and fell in love with education. She created a school that embodies her own progressive principles, while maintaining and preserving the local culture and art of Varanasi. 
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Dr. Kumar takes a second from showing UWB students around, to engage with the kids from a nearby monastery, that were keen to so what all us students were doing walking around.  

We begin our days with lectures on various parts of India, then in depth on specifically Varanasi. Dr. Kumar started lecture with learning about Hinduism, the pantheon, and then we visited numerous shrines and temples. ​
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Standing before one of the many tiny shrines of Hindu gods, Dr. Kumar explained that anyone can create a temple anywhere, which contributes to a problem of invasive space manipulated by locals. In an ancient city with a booming population space is ever decreasing, and because removing or destroying shines is seen as directly going against god, it is generally frowned upon. Kumar elaborated that her staff would likely do anything she asks, unless it was to remove a shrine! One interesting thing was how every temple or shrine we entered, we had to remove our shoes, guess you could say it was to make you more down to earth! 
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One of the Sahdus, invited us into his dwelling to take pictures with him doing yoga poses. He was friendly, and excited by the camera perhaps too well acquainted with tourists. Sahdus are Hindu monks that posses a certain ascetic in nature. Easily recognizable as spiritual people, the Sahdus walk the streets of Varanasi just like everyone else. 

Contrasting Hinduism with Buddhism was a unique and vastly different. The buddhist philosophies seem strongly rooted in scripture, logic, and reasoning. Where as Hinduism reminds me of Greek mythology: a set of interesting stories, rituals, and art that characterizes the polytheistic religion and gods as humans. There seems to be less rationale, and more faith based following in Hinduism, which can be amazing, and yet extremely perplexing when leading into the essence of modernity and post colonialism. 
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The Central University of Tibetan Studies

9/12/2017

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Weekly Travel Blog #01
By Niko Serpanos

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University of Washington Bothell students approach the CUTS library for a tour,  September 2017
Arriving at the University was a huge relief, I had just flown in from Dubai the night before, having accidentally missed my flight. Waiting at the airport from Mumbai to Varanasi, I was worried because I needed Wi-Fi in order to communicate with my professors and group that I was traveling abroad with. Not knowing how to get to the University, or where people were, I was worried about the language barrier. Tensions were quickly relieved as I exited the airport, a sign with my name on it was being held by a young man who was my taxi driver. We chatted and talked about so many things from cremation ceremonies held at the ghats on the river ganges, to buddhism, to music, to girlfriends, and even some politics! I tipped him generously not knowing he had already been paid, but was happy, he deserved it.

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UWB students attend CUTS lectures on Buddhism in an exchange program,
This concept of generosity was as I learned from the next day’s lecture a virtuous act considered by buddhist monks and professors. Sitting in the University blew my mind, here I was next to Tibetan students being lectured by a Buddhist Monk in India who has a doctorate degree. Only one day ago I was celebrating Eid Mubarak with Muslims from France in the United Arab Emirates. I had experienced a huge cultural, and religious contrast in 3 continents in 3 days. Needless to say I can brag I evaded jetlag, yet admit I fell ill with culture shock nearly immediately.  At first we were all complaining about how there was no wifi, the streets were filled with trash, and how the food sucked. But within such a short time, we had come to learn more and more about what the Tibetan students believed in, their stories, and how they lived. A main motivator of mine to come to India was believed it or not, not to just add pictures to my portfolio, but to step outside my comfort zone and create relationships with people to better understand others, and the world holistically in relative to education forms. What also came to me as a shock, was I traveled halfway across the world to meet different people, only to discover that we were much more similar, than different. Tam and I went out one morning before breakfast to explore the campus, and found a water tower. We climbed up to get a birdseye view of the Universities sports field, empty.  


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Tam exploring CUTS campus
Later that day, the field was far from empty, in fact it was booming with action! Monks were battling it out on the basketball court, kicking the soccer ball, playing badminton etc. They challenged us Americans to basketball and we had a brawl! It was a truly amazing experience to be around so many people all playing games together, a sense of unity, and interdependence rich in community engagement. ​
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UWB and CUTS duked it out in basketball, and were exhausted! 
Our final lesson was on emotional intelligence, mind training, and impermanence.  The discussion was held impromptu and couldn't have been more intellectually stimulating. The chancellor was wise, charismatic, and a great orator with a wealth of knowledge on Buddhist frameworks that mesh well with modern science and a global world.  
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​Our final day, we spent with the Vice Chancellor from Cuts
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The Varanasi Environment

9/9/2017

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“Walking ten thousand miles of the world is better than reading ten thousand scrolls” –Proverb (Chinese). Even though I had some previous academic knowledge about the Ganga Rive, everything that I observed was new to me. Taking a walk in Varanasi and looking around has made me witness many of the environmental issues in this city, whether its in the river or outside the river. The smell of culvert, the street animals, smoke and cow manure were some of the things I witnessed everyday. I saw regular civilians burning their personal garbage outside their homes. I asked my host mom Manju why is it that people do that and if there is a place where people can drop off their garbage. She told me that there is a place for the whole city but it’s a little further than where most people live so that discourages people from going all the way to the disposal area and because of that they just either throw their garbage in the river or burn it outside their homes. This also brought me to my second observation on the Ganga Ji river. Even though this river is the most sacred river to Hindus, it is also the most polluted river in the world because of all the human waste and industrial waste that is dumped on the river everyday. Geographically and economically this city is one of the oldest cities in the world and it has many rural areas. There aren’t as many garbage cans as there should be and there are no garbage trucks that come around the neighborhoods to collect garbage which is one of the main reasons why people throw their trash everywhere even in the river because of the lack of resources. The only reasonable place to throw garbage is not in a convenient location for the majority and that is a disadvantage in their case and it makes it harder for them to take care of the environment. My host mother was also giving me an insight about the different types of projects going on to save the river but she didn’t have much hope in It because of all the governmental corruption in the country. She said that “the government is very corrupt in India and they have a lot of money that is suppose to go into the river but it it never goes to the river; they either pocket it or give it to their relatives. The system is very corrupt and in order to have the river fixed we must have a better government” – Manju.  Because this is such a holly river for Hindus, even if its polluted and dirty I was still seeing people swim in the river and fish from the river. This river was also like a hangout spot for people and many people come there with their families to drink tea as well as listen to the rituals that happen daily at the river. I am hopeful for future projects to clean this river and keep it healthy because its such a beautiful river that has the love and respect of billions of Hindus.


​By: Rowaida Mohammed 
University of Washington Bothell
Educational Studies, '18
Study Abroad: Varanasi, India 
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​Photo of Ganga Ji river by Niko Serpanos

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Photo of Ganga Ji river by Niko Serpanos

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India's Caste System in Comparison to U.S. Caste System

9/8/2017

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Shot I tool in the streets of Agra.
Today Nita Ma’am spoke of the caste system in India. She described the historical context of the caste system and how it impacts modern day India. She explained the hierarchical ladder. Individuals at the top are the most educated, and typically revered religious people. Below that, is the government and people of political status. Below that, are the merchants and business owners. Then finally, the working class.
I could not help but to compare this to the caste system in the United State. If I were to dissect America’s caste system into four categories, it would not be much different than India’s. At the top, you would see Politicians. Below that would be the business men and women. Which some American’s, including myself, may say that politicians and business men and women are considered the same thing. Especially considering our current political climate. Next, would be the merchants and business owners and below them, the working class.  
Nita Ma’am also touched on how informal education through family socialization can reproduce caste. For example, if you are born into a family of shoe makers then you will very likely become a shoe maker yourself based on how you were raised and what you learn from your environment. She mentioned that this is a problem for education and I could not agree with her more. You can also see this happening a great deal in the states, particularly among urban communities or people oppressed by race and status. In America, if you are a poor, African American man or woman, who was raised in a hostile, crime ridden environment, the likelihood of you becoming a successful, well educated, wealthy, business man is extremely rare. In my opinion, the way that America’s caste system is constructed keeps oppressed families oppressed. No longer does America represent the rags to riches story of Thomas Jefferson. If you are born into rags, you and your family will most likely remain in rags. That is why you see the middle class dwindling in the states. The rich get richer and the poor stay poor.
The only way I know how to effect change in this flawed system is to educate the youth. That is why I have always wanted to educate students of low socioeconomic status. To give them a full scope of education, not just what the government believes they deserve. I believe education is the way out of repeating caste systems in America, and in India.

​Authored: Kaylah Krueger
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India's Caste System in Comparison to the U.S. Caste System

9/8/2017

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Shot I took in the streets of Agra. 
Today Nita Ma’am spoke of the caste system in India. She described the historical context of the caste system and how it impacts modern day India. She explained the hierarchical ladder. Individuals at the top are the most educated, and typically revered religious people. Below that, is the government and people of political status. Below that, are the merchants and business owners. Then finally, the working class.
I could not help but to compare this to the caste system in the United State. If I were to dissect America’s caste system into four categories, it would not be much different than India’s. At the top, you would see Politicians. Below that would be the business men and women. Which some American’s, including myself, may say that politicians and business men and women are considered the same thing. Especially considering our current political climate. Next, would be the merchants and business owners and below them, the working class.  
Nita Ma’am also touched on how informal education through family socialization can reproduce caste. For example, if you are born into a family of shoe makers then you will very likely become a shoe maker yourself based on how you were raised and what you learn from your environment. She mentioned that this is a problem for education and I could not agree with her more. You can also see this happening a great deal in the states, particularly among urban communities or people oppressed by race and status. In America, if you are a poor, African American man or woman, who was raised in a hostile, crime ridden environment, the likelihood of you becoming a successful, well educated, wealthy, business man is extremely rare. In my opinion, the way that America’s caste system is constructed keeps oppressed families oppressed. No longer does America represent the rags to riches story of Thomas Jefferson. If you are born into rags, you and your family will most likely remain in rags. That is why you see the middle class dwindling in the states. The rich get richer and the poor stay poor.
The only way I know how to effect change in this flawed system is to educate the youth. That is why I have always wanted to educate students of low socioeconomic status. To give them a full scope of education, not just what the government believes they deserve. I believe education is the way out of repeating caste systems in America, and in India.

​Authored: Kaylah Krueger
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Comparison of my old and new self.

9/6/2017

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This trip has open my eyes and made me re-experienced my days in Nepal. Two days flight without sleep was not part of my “to experience” list for India trip. I was exhausted when we reach the Varanasi airport. My thoughts were why did I even come and I was better at home, sleeping in my big bed. As I stepped out of the airport to the indie atmosphere, I couldn't breathe.  Although it was raining the air was super hot and the climate was burning hot.  I didn’t think of anything besides I want to go back to Washington. We got in the van that was reserved for us. On our way to Central University of Tibetan Studies, I was looking outside from window. What I saw was not so different from what I have memories of Nepal. The house was similar, land area was similar, small and big shops were similar and even the way they display products on the shops was similar. When we got to the city area the traffic and the way vehicles were running the wait vehicles in Nepal. When I saw those it reminded me of my childhood. I felt like me I am in Nepal walking on the street and seeing this all. It made me feel like I am on my younger age feet. As I saw those kids walking and running near road fearlessly. I was terrified to see kids near vehicles. My hearts were racing see all that. Then I realized that I was like them in Nepali. But I had one question that I just can’t answer: In Nepal, was I fearless like those kids or fearful like I am right now? It’s been 8 days and I still fear walking on the street. In fact, can’t walk with just one friend, I have to have more than one friend walking with me. Rowaida my colleagues ask me if I wanted to go for walk. I told her to bring one more friend to go for walk.She has been to Egypt by herself, so she somehow convinces me to walk with her but eventually, I end up adding Emma. I have been here for a week and I still fear when vehicles go near me, I still get scared when people horn and I still can’t walk on my own on the street. I left half of my life in Nepal and half of my life in the US. Here I am still figuring out who am I?

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