Monday – We flew out from Kathmandu to
Nepalgunj, 600km. to the west. This is
the area most of our girls come from.
Nepalgunj is an oppressive place.
It is hot a steamy , the people are surly , so unlike Nepalese people
generally. There are spindly donkeys
dragging along carts, Equally spindly rickshaw driving sweating as they drive their passengers to
their destinations. The street is shared
with large carts drawn by two large buffaloes , goats, dogs and all manner of
other strange vehicles , We had a travelling
companion, Binod, who is a Maoist politiian and journalist. We is a lovely man, who himself is a Dalit
(untouchable), who has fought for 20 years for the Badi People to try to
improve their circumstances. He wanted
us to see some other Badi villages and
to understand better just how terrible their plight is. Another Badi lady came with us, Rama. . It
was approx.. 3 hour trip by van. On the way, we stopped for lunch. A row of grubby old buildings by the roadside
offering food (of a sort) With the
exception of Raju, Binod, Rama and Grahame, the rest of us(5) decided that a
packet of potato chips would suffice, not looking for a dose of food
poisioning. We wondered why the chips
were so yukky as the packet was sealed, till we read the expiry date, 2003. They must have been hanging in the little
shop for years
Continued;……
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