This mentality of my father.

I come from a background where it is of utmost importance to own a fucking house in Kathmandu. But we dont. I have not lived long but in my 24 years of life, all I've heard from my father is "Ekchoti sharebazaar badesi ghar banxa". Nothing against him as he has supported me in every possible way. But, the sense of inferiority that I have to endure (while representing the family) because of relatives and my own grandma has reached its limits.

All 4 brothers of my father own house, and the irony is that no one can spare a room for their own mom. We take care of her, and all she does is nags my mom for not owning a house even after this long and my mom nags me. I have told dozens of time for my father to take a home loan, and close this matter but no just the same old "aafnai paisa le banam". I earn, our shop earns and we can absolutely afford EMI but still he is reluctant. We are always this close to owning a damn house and the economy fails us. My father has gone to depression I know of it, and me a miserable son cannot change his mind and share his burdens. FML.