My job is far more complicated than it seems in print. Basically I work for the Parsa DEO and have a counterpart based out of that office.
Her name is Shova. She’s a nice woman. We don’t really work together much these days, mostly because when I’m in Birgnaj she’s in Kathmandu. And when I’m in [...]
I’d only just passed through customs in San Francisco (SFO) when I heard a page for a “Kumar Shrestha.” First impulse was to go to the Delta counter that had paged him and sit around to wait for him, shouting, Bala du?.
I didn’t. Instead I bought a newspaper and a coffee to pass the three-hour [...]
In Birganj there’s a sizeable Sikh population, especially in my neighborhood. Sikhism is a religion sprouting from Hinduism, reflecting some Island, in a brief (and debatable) synopsis. I knew Sikhism by two things: knives and hair. Sikhs carry a knife (a kirpan that they carry with them.
The knife is symbolic of the warrior heritage of [...]
