This is for the thousands of people involved in winning my freedom.
The past month has been tumultuous, to say the least.
I lost my job and some. And, as if that wasn’t enough, just two days before I was to fly home to start a new life, I ended up incarcerated in a Qatari jail. The ordeal lasted eleven nights and twelve days.
When freedom came, the afternoon of Sunday, May 12, I wasn’t even expecting it. I was unaware of all the frantic activities taking place around the world to get me out. As a matter of fact, just that morning, I had done my laundry–by hand, in the bathroom, in a bucket!
When the “Captain” entered our room saying, “I bring good news. You go out!” I had to ask one of the Arab-speaking Nepalese to confirm what I understood he was saying. “Yes! You are free,” came the response.
Running an incredible campaign beginning around May 9, you (classmates, current and former colleagues and teachers, former students, family, other friends, friends of friends and other well-wishers) won my freedom. Your actions and thoughts won me my freedom.
While the actions of those responsible for my incarceration brought great anguish to myself, my family and many others, your actions and thoughts ended that.
Now, as I start a new life, a free man, the way I see it, the only way forward is to pass on your generosity and kindness, in a pay-it-forward kind of way, by devoting my time to alleviating the sufferings of other human beings, of fellow Nepalese.
I hope you will accept that as a small token of my own and my family’s gratitude!
