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Tomorrow or the day after

Just like Birganj, my flight from Kathmandu to Birganj was packed with characters. First of all, I had been away from the 'Ganj for nearly six weeks. I remember when Rob had been gone from Birganj for nearly two months people starting appearing every where to ask me, Where is Rob? Where is Rob? Some suffered from Rob-withdrawal, as I had more than a couple people assume that I was Rob (as if in some magical way I had become him). I never understood that.
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Diversity visa odyssey

I met Roshani at her sister's wedding under rather strange circumstances. Matt and Shana had phoned and said they were coming from Narayanghat with the Godmother, our codename for the elderly didi who oversaw everything at Shana's home, like when fans could be turned on or just passing through Shana's kitchen to collect a couple of tomatoes.
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