The last they of the Nepali year

The last day of the year was quite normal. I haven't seen spectacualr celebrations and even in private hauses it was nothing really special. All the people says that is like that because of the elections celebrated two days before. Anyway, I got some dinner.

But in the afternoon I went to the orphanage. After two weeks thinking what to do, worried about the future and whatever, that evening was just great. Like in the first days, I went with the children to the field and we were a lot of kids playing, enjoying, until the rain came. So later, in the orphanage we make a pillow war.

But after around one hour, Sarita was hit in one eye, and of course we stop. But the problem is that she went to his bed, cover with a blanklet and don't even uttering a word. At the first time I thought maybe she was just acting and I hit once really strong in his head, but it didn't help. I didn't know what to do. Later, I found her hitting the wall with his hands strong and strong, so I went I just said: "If you have a problem, try to solve it, don't do something to make it larger. Hitting the wall you are not gonna get anything."

The next day, I went again to the orphanage and she was totally oeky. But sometimes I don't know what to do with them. they got bigger problems.

This pictures were taking for one Nepali, with their quality. I'm the one in black t-shirt.