Writing about journalists: series-II
By T P Mishra
Sept 27: Yes, Dashain, for me this year, has gone boring and I am missing it for the first time ever in my life. I stay here in New York City along with my two sisters. My parents and other blood mates are left back in camp due to agency’s derailing tactics for their resettlement process. My case in itself is strong evidence to the fact that there have existed families split following the offer of third country resettlement program.
One of my brothers, who is missing from the temporary hut in camps, has been a major hurdle for contribution to derailment of rest of the family member’s resettlement process. Around eight members from my family including my dearest parent’s process for resettlement hasn’t yet begun—the UNHCR says it is not possible unless the missing brother backs to home (this is never a predicted possibility since we don’t have any idea about where he is but we are confident he should be working as a labor in India). We applied for resettlement at the same. We three are here, many are still there inside temporary huts in Nepal.
Because of his absence in hut, at least eight members are paralyzed from being resettled to re-join with us despite their willingness. I do not really understand if that is what ‘humanitarian aid’ means. Many refugee families could have been facing the similar sort of ‘frustrating experiences’ that I am facing now, mainly during the time of Hindu festivals or special occasions. I lack ‘accurate’ words to express you about how much I am missing my relatives back in camps.
Allow me to continue with the post in the same topic………???
Yet, accept my wishes for HAPPY DASHAIN to you and your entire families!!!
Source: Journalism in Exile