{"id":11762,"date":"2019-03-07T15:47:07","date_gmt":"2019-03-07T10:02:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/pahichan.com\/?p=11762"},"modified":"2019-03-07T19:49:38","modified_gmt":"2019-03-07T14:04:38","slug":"i-do-not-want-to-sleep-with-my-wife","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/pahichan.com\/en\/i-do-not-want-to-sleep-with-my-wife\/","title":{"rendered":"I do not want to sleep with my wife&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Kathmandu (Pahichan) March 7 &#8211; I was born in a rural village of Bhojpur district in 2032 BC. I was born in Bhramin family. I was a little bit different since early days. I used to use mother\u2019s cosmetics. I was attracted to the works of mother, and later I used to work with my sister-in-law. I was fun of doing the works assigned to women.\u00a0 I used to wear the clothes of women. I used to learn how to wear sari. When I took a photograph in women\u2019s dress, my father turned fierce and beat me.<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">It was one of the immemorial moments of my life. In my life boys were not my friends. Goma Pariyar (name changed) was my closet friend.\u00a0 I was too close with friends (mainly girls) with whom I used to play and eat together. It was very difficult for society to digest such things. I was a son of a rich father.<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">There was perception in village that boy should prefer boy as friends. So, people started to backbite. However, it was by fun to use cosmetics, wear red dress, and have a long hair and to do works inside the home. Society was against my will and people have already started to raise voices against me. There was not a proper environment to go school. People used to call me a man of infertility. Father used to beat me for getting attracted to women dress.<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">With a purpose of correcting me, there was a talk of marriage. So, I left home in 16 years and there were no one with me. I reached Darjiling. There I met Surendra Das(name changed) and he was like me. His name was Targen and he named me as Jisica. During the night I used to wear girl\u2019s dress and in day time I used to wear the dresses of boy. We lived together me as wife and he as a wife for two years.<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Police arrested use and they sent us to Nepal. I do not know his whereabouts. When I came to Nepal, I was not interested to go their again. I got a job of peon. Later, I came to know that mother is suffering from Lung cancer so I went home. After 12 years, I was promoted to upper level.\u00a0 Mother wept. Mother started to force me to marry.<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">To keep mother happy, I was compelled to marry. I married but I have not slept with my wife and I am not interested. Now, I am retired and I have all things but my heart is not happy. As saying that birds of same feature flock together, I want to make friend like. The unfortunate thing of my life is that I cannot disclose my identity. I expectation is that I would get support from you.<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Kathmandu (Pahichan) March 7 &#8211; I was born in a rural village of Bhojpur district in 2032 BC. I was born in Bhramin family. I was a little bit different since early days. I used to use mother\u2019s cosmetics. I was attracted to the works of mother, and later I used to work with my sister-in-law. I was fun of doing the works assigned to women.\u00a0 I used to wear the clothes of women. I used to learn how to wear sari. When I took a photograph in women\u2019s dress, &#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":44,"featured_media":11763,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[20,1081,621,492,490],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-11762","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-current-issue","category-explanationawareness","category-news","category-opinion","category-slider"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/pahichan.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11762","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/pahichan.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/pahichan.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pahichan.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/44"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pahichan.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=11762"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/pahichan.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11762\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":11765,"href":"https:\/\/pahichan.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11762\/revisions\/11765"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pahichan.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/11763"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/pahichan.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=11762"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pahichan.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=11762"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pahichan.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=11762"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}