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Father showed me the way to live. He talked of compassion, of family values and how to raise children.

My face is wrinkled and my hair like snow. But, I will smile for you, boy. It is something that I have not forgotten in life.

I know the nature of our sons and our daughters is to leave. Long ago, I left father and mother for my love and I will understand if they leave too.

To be able to sit by the kitchen fire while you stretch your body, to eat warm rice with family while you sing songs of happiness and cry tears of hurt is the meaning of life for all of us.

He is the youngest in our group and he gets too much attention. So he has become naughty.

A few years ago, I was the one who would tell my friends not to leave the village. But today I am the one who wants to leave.

Every time I get, I sit on the front porch and watch the foreigners come in and go. I wish them "Tashi Delek" and they smile at me.

I want to be a very good father to my children. I want to be with them and see them grow and help their mother in raising them. I want to treat their mother right.

She updates me every day about her whereabouts through Facebook Messenger and Viber. It has become so easy. It is almost like she is with me.

She then took me by my hands to the front porch to have her pictures taken.

The night I reached home, I bought some rice, meat and alcohol and we all ate, for the first time as a family.

I never looked back. I walked and walked in search of father and mother. From one village to another.

I remember, one night I came out to watch the full moon and a sudden realisation gripped me. Many years had already passed.

I do not waste time and keep things for later. I am always moving, always doing this or that.

Some would give me sweets and some would give me change. They would tell me that my smile made them happy and that I brought good luck.

There are many problems in my life. And if crying solved any, I would sit in the sun and cry all day.