As we approach the village where we are to stay, we say goodbye and pay the motorbike drivers. Their work is done. We pay a few thaka to the young boy to cross the river.
The village is just a walk away. We stop at one of the few shops in the village while Liton (our guide) makes inquiries as to where the house is where will will stay. I take the opportunity to buy water, the motorbike ride was dusty. I can feel I am being watched. I bought the water put it into my bag and pulled out my camera without turning round. I can feel there is someone behind me, but this I did not imagine......................