Faces of Biratnagar

After several days in the Himalayan region, overlooking the peak of Mt. Everest while photographing story of tea, the Maoists stole my peace.. Their strike was planned for the following day which set up an early end to my stay in Kuwapani.

I packed my bags and headed down the hills. My flight wasn't scheduled until the following day so I stayed in a hotel in city Biratnagar for one night.

This very industrial town, on the border with Indian was harsh transition to the reality after spending few days in the Himalayan paradise.. However, I was ready to explore.. At down and dusk I hired a rickshaw to head out to meet the people.

The little nepali I knew by then, took me a long way. It wasn't so bad, after all..