Kathmandu is not the place I knew twenty years ago. It has become unbelievably crammed, not only within the ring road but also outside the ring road. Constructions are so chaotic that may take any visitor’s breath away. All the arable land has been ferociously occupied by the concrete houses. All the roads and gullies seem to be filled with pedestrians as if they are pilgrimaging to the temple.
But what have we to do with all of those when a poor dies of diarrhea in a remote village? When a husband has to depart from his wife for an employment in abroad? When a dead body wrapped up in a box enters the country? When a child gets rapped or molested any time?
यो लेख लेखिरहँदा म -अमेरिकाको “न्यु हेम्सोर” भन्ने ठाँउमा रहेको एउटा सुन्दर रेस्टुरेन्टको तेस्रो तलामा बसेर लाटे कफी पिउँदै हिऊँले पुरिएका पहाडहरुमा स्थानियबासी र पर्यटकहरुले