I had to be up very early in the morning in Kathmandu to watch the draft from the call centre. I was expecting to watch it all by myself, or maybe with my brother, but when I got to work there were a whole bunch of people there waiting for me and ready to watch it with me. I went and threw up in the bathroom because I was so very nervous. When I got out of the bathroom my friend Gupta had got for me a burning hot cup of black Himalayan Arabica and I gulped it too fast making my tongue get burned.

There we sat, all of us huddled around the computer watching the stuttery live stream of the draft. I was sad that maybe I would not get picked and all of my workers and family would think I was a failure. I knew they would not show it but they would be disappointed if that happened.

When my name got called and I found out I would be moving to Vancouver everyone cheered like it was a cricket match. I got bumped and spilled coffee on me but I did not mind because I was so so happy. My mom did not come but when I got home she was in tears of joy.

I will never forget that day.