Illegal businesses & unclassified info ๐Ÿšซ

I had heard from my organisation (global nomadic) that when applying for a Nepali visa I shall obtain a tourist visa. I did not question it a lot (rules regulations whatever it is I would not like to deal with it ๐Ÿ‘ป)

After a frustrating encounter with the immigration officers in Kathmandu airport I had spilled the marbles ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿ’Š and said I was here for volunteering. Obviously they let me go! Then Richard had mentioned to me why I was told not to disclose any information about my volunteering affair in Nepal. Volunteering is illegal in Nepal.ย 

Say what you would like about it! I am for one fully 100% agreeing with the fact it should be illegal! At first I questioned why it was! but then I realised why from my work at the hospital and some other volunteers’ work/projects. Nepali people are treated quite unfairly, not that anyone else is on this earth anymore. They make little money to buy food items that cost double than their wage! They need jobs and foreign volunteers take these opportunities away by being here! It is true and I said it. For a champ to build his CV, he rolls in and work here as a volunteer while Nepali people sit and watch.

Examples: My hospital for one

When I started I was told that my babies are medics/physician assistants. I was not told they are students and are volunteering without a pay to gain experience. I, joining in and helping, is of no aid! A few times I felt like I was taking their opportunity to practice away by thinking I am helping! Just until 3 weeks ago we were max 3 volunteers with a doctor and a nurse in the ER. Nowadays, it is 9 to 11 volunteers with 1 doctor and 1 nurse in the ER! ๐Ÿ‘ฌ๐Ÿ‘ญ๐Ÿ‘ซ nightmares/flashback of being stuffed like sardine in the bus ๐Ÿ˜…

Yes it is crowded and I am adding to the crowd. If I had known from the start, honest to Medicine, I would have not come to Nepal. My realisations started making me hate the organisation here, The Green Lion, which is just a huge scam!

I learnt they have to pay plenty bribes to bring us here. Most of my money went to their pockets ๐Ÿ˜‘ I can complain until tomorrow about the hell I witnessed.

For instance our kitchen, with cockroach flavour

Or the water dilemma. Thank God I was away for a week when the Green house had no water for even washing hands!

Or the food! God awful food, I think sometimes whatever they served us. If you had offered the food to an animal, the animal would refuse it! (Hold your breath a whole blog entry coming on that)

I paid all the money I paid thinking it will go for the benefit of a family I am going to live with and a hospital that needs the money! But I got my hands on how much the hospital takes of the money I paid and according to the Green lion break-down paper it is not 20%!

Because that’s what I got my hands on the other day

Construction work

Please now give me a break! As if Nepal does not have the manpower to rebuild and construct the country! Lots of the volunteers who went to construction sites, either in Kathmandu or ‘the village,’ had said they feel bad. Of course they should! Whenever I see youth on construction sites I am so happy.

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They at least get paid! “It ain’t much” but they get something.

Lesson: no, you are not needed in Nepal as a volunteer, so choose another place! Especially if you are empowering illegal organisations that treat their staff so poorly and put money in their pockets!

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I had planned this blog entry even before my friend made this account for me! So I apologise if it doesn’t have many funny stories in it! But one has to be serious every once in awhile. However, there is a funny thing that happened.

The day we were headed to Bhaktapur.

Sara, a new Italian volunteer, had joined us and on the way she turned to me and said,

Sara: I have a question. So is Rajesh rich because of working for so long or is it because of our money? I paid a lot of money to come here you know.

I, with my dry humor: only an Italian would notice ๐Ÿ˜…

Insert here Rajesh house ๐Ÿฐ photo. Opps sorry I formatted my phone and did not back it up.

On the other hand, Bhaktapur was quite nice. Sad yet nice. (Lise, I and my Laura)

Now, with my British-ness of complaints, you learn a few things, people who set up those organisations have to pay plenty bribes to bring volunteers here. Moreover, they treat their staff like a piece of ๐Ÿ’ฉ! I don’t care about their caste system, a human is a human! I can go deeper on how badly I seen staff being treated but these specific persons may get in trouble so I am refraining with immense difficulty ๐Ÿค

Whilst I was in the house! I was treated equally as bad by some of the staff as well! I can give a few examples.

A few times, I heard them say rubbish in front of my face! No matter how many times I told them I understand Nepali more than they think! One thing that is quite annoying, only because they think I look like them, they anticipated my behaviour to be of a certain standard (their culture standard.)

Let’s start with an interesting story of rules changing entirely because of me.

I met Meena on a few occasions and had not enough cash on me ๐Ÿ’ถ๐Ÿ’ท๐Ÿ’ธ she ended up paying a few times. Thus, I asked Rajesh if I can invite a friend over to visit me. He said of course it is fine. I brought Meena during Dhasin dinner week. Secretly, behind my back, she was told that she is not welcome there. (Meena was too sweet not to tell me so I can strip them off their 2-faced attitude for shaming my guest!) Regardless, on another occasion the Indian president was in town (God awful week) we got stuck in traffic, me and Guilherme told Meena she can come to the Green house, it was so late to send her home alone in a taxi. Drama went down when she got over to the house and Rajesh decided to change the rules that night! Especially after I had mentioned to him that he allowed me to have guests but when she visited she was told she was not welcome! Honestly it was my fault. I had told him that I was told by the doctors and my Nepali friends that our living standards are below average en Nepal.

Picture below of that day (Indian president drama)

Rule was: you can have a guest but they cannot sleep over.

Rule became: no guests allowed whatsoever!

The rule boardย wp-image-151845182jpg.jpg

Dismissing that idiotic rule, I brought Lena my baby to the house. I was alone, the girls will not talk to me (drama entry coming in soon) Not so shockingly, Lena was welcomed as the foreigner friend I brought, but only until before dinner time! Next time I wanted to bring her they said no, that’s why we sat outside the gateย 

On another occasion, Mรฉdรฉric my friend wanted to meet Rajesh. I had brought him over because they have been emailing and he wanted to meet in person. As we enter the staff and the family stared and said some of those sentences in Nepali thinking I do not understand, “again she brought an outsider,” “don’t let her eat a lot because her guest is eating too.” To top it over one of their guests and I had the below conversation

Guest: oh I heard your are from Iran originally ! I thought you were one of the staff and was wondering why are you eating on the same table!

My shock level was matched with a good reply! We always eat with the staff on the same table, why would the guest say that to me! am I even below the staff we have! But I assumed the treatment I got gave her that impression.

Repulsed I reply: well what can I tell you?ย  Your country is so dirty and filthy that it made me look like you people so you thought I was a servant!

Loved the look on her face ๐Ÿ˜‚ she deserved it! Calling me beneath a servant!

Me and Mรฉdรฉric

All that aside, I don’t care much what they say, feelings are mended, if you have them! I don’t have feelings so I cared less of any talk! BUT to steal is on a whole different level. My necklace, that was handmade by my Iranian friend. Stolen from my locked bag and never seen again!

Random things about the house: no hot water, food is crappy and bedsheets never changed (til after I complained) and many more to come … I am somewhat British we can’t stop complaining haha

When I tried to confront Rajesh it just got worse!๐Ÿ˜‘

So finally, my life slowly became miserable in the Green house with the Green Lion. Thankfully I had the hospital as an escape ๐Ÿ˜

Apologies for the late post. Hope no one is disappointed by my honest truth.

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  Lazimpat, Kathmandu 20:32

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