STORIES OF RESILIENCE
KRITEE
My name is Kritee, and I am 18 years old. My life has been full of struggles since I was very young. I grew up in Bhaktapur with my mother, my older sister, and my younger brother. When I was still very young, my father died, and suddenly my mother had to provide for all of us on her own, even though she had serious problems with both her legs.
Then in 2015, the earthquake destroyed our home. We moved into a tiny oneroom shelter made of tin. My mother worked as hard as she could, but her disability made it almost impossible to earn enough for food or school.
When I was 10 years old, I came to the Unatti Group Home for Girls. That is where my life began to change. For the first time, I felt stability, care, and the chance to just be a child again.
When I came to Unatti, I was just a child struggling to survive. Today, I am becoming a young woman with dreams and goals. My journey proves that love and support can truly change a life.
Now, I feel like a new version of myself. I love photography and music, and I’ve discovered how much joy creativity brings me. People tell me I have a warm smile, and I am proud that I bring happiness into the rooms I walk into.
My mother suddenly had to raise three daughters alone. She worked in a mineral water factory, but no matter how hard she tried, there was never enough to eat, and school felt like an impossible dream.
At Unatti, my life changed. For the first time, I had safety, food, and the chance to go to school. Even more, I found 25 sisters who fill my days with laughter and love. With them, I am never alone.
Today, I am thriving in my studies, and I carry hope where once there was only uncertainty. My past began with loss, but now I have family, education, and the chance to build a brighter future.
Today, I am thriving in my studies, and I carry hope where once there was only uncertainty. My past began with loss, but now I have family, education, and the chance to build a brighter future.
POONAM
My life began with heartbreak. I was only 11 days old when my father left us. He abandoned our family because I was not the son he wanted—I was his second daughter. He came back for a short time, but he was never steady, and soon he disappeared forever. My young mother was left alone with two little girls, struggling every single day just to keep us alive.
When I was three, my mother learned about the Unatti Foundation. She began working as a cook there, and me and my sister were welcomed into the Group Home for Girls. That moment changed the course of my life. Suddenly, I had food, safety, and love. I grew up surrounded by sisters and mentors who believed in me. I discovered my passion for learning, and my quiet resilience became the foundation for everything I have achieved.
In 2019, I graduated from Iwamura College with a Diploma in Lab Technology—finishing at the top of my class. I began working in clinics, volunteering in hospitals, and expanding my skills. I even explored my creative side with a makeup course, which I now use alongside my healthcare work.
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Today, at 24, I work at tw Kathmandu and as a fre makeup artist. The baby rejected simply for bein daughter now stands st and full of hope.
Everything I am today is mother’s courage and t guidance, and opportun at Unatti. I carry endless my sisters, my aunties, a who believed in me. I am living proof that wh given love and educatio from heartbreak into po
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By the time I was eight, it became clear that my father, no matter how hard he tried, could not give me what every child needs, a safe home, daily food and the chance to go school. My heart ached with loneliness, and I often felt like I was carrying more than a little girl should.
for Girls, everything began to change. For the first time, I felt the comfort of safety around me. I felt cared for in ways I had never known. I found sisters who laughed with me, house mothers who believed in me, and a home where I could begin to heal. At Unatti, I didn’t just survive—I learned what it means to belong, to be nurtured, and to be part of a family.
dreamer, and an artist. I love to sketch, to paint, to capture the beauty of small moments with a camera. At Unatti, I am surrounded by sisters who believe in me and aunties who love me. With them, I feel safe. At Unatti, I see my future filled with endless possibilities.
SUKU
In 2005, when I was just seven years old, I was found washing dishes in a local restaurant, working only for food. I was born into a farming family with five children and little income, survival was all we knew. Education, healthcare, and opportunity felt impossibly far away.
Responsibility came too early for me. My older siblings worked, one younger brother went to school, but I carried the weight of helping my family survive. Then everything changed—I was brought to the Unatti Group Home for Girls. For the first time, I could step out of survival and into childhood.
with so many sisters and learning to trust that I no longer had to provide took time. But my quiet determination carried me forward. In 2014, I graduated from high school and went on to study at Iwamura College of Health Science in Bhaktapur.
technician in a Kathmandu hospital and run a small clothing business of my own. From a little girl washing dishes for food to a woman with a career and hope—this transformation was only possible because of the love and opportunities I received at Unatti. For that, I am forever grateful.
WASTIKA
when my family fell apart.
nking had torn our family mother, with no other choice, arried me to the only refuge y grandmother’s tiny one-room
Neither my mother nor grandmother had ever been to school. They worked long hours as manual laborers, their wages barely enough to keep food on the table for the three of us.
When I arrived at Unatti, I was a quiet child. My young eyes took in everything. Even then, I loved the classroom, and learning came naturally to me. I poured myself into my studies with the same determination my mother and grandmother carried to their work sites.
Now, at 14, I am proud to be at the very top of my class. My teachers call me “brilliant,” but what makes me happiest is when they also call me “kind.” I don’t seek attention, but I push myself, work hard, and shine in my own quiet way.
What once felt impossible now feels real —I have the chance to learn, to grow, and to dream. Thank you, Unatti, for being my everything!
AMRIDDHI
a rural village where I lived with ather, and four siblings in a om hut. Life was never easy. My d as a laborer, and my mother, d with asthma, was too weak to e way she wanted to.
Survival meant sacrifice. Two of my older siblings were sent into child labor, carrying heavy bricks each day just to put food on the table. I was next in line.
But then the aunties at Unatti stepped in. They persuaded my parents to send me to the Unatti Group Home for Girls instead of into labor. That decision changed everything.
When I first arrived, I was small and frail, but for the first time in my life, I felt safe and cared for. I laughed again. I had 25 sisters beside me, and slowly, I began to believe in a different future.
Now I am 15. I am still quiet on the outside, but inside I feel strong. I love to study, and I’ve discovered a passion for robotics. I dream of building things that can help people and make life better.
People in my village once looked at me with pity. Today, they look at me with hope. I know I have the chance to break the cycle of poverty—not just for myself, but for my brothers and sisters who are still working so hard. Thanks to Unatti, I believe my dreams can come true.
For 24 years, Unatti has shown one simple truth: generosity creates change. Every act of giving becomes a story of education, resilience, and hope.
Your generosity can change a girl’s life — and ripple through generations. Give the gift that lasts a lifetime — the gift of education.
