Nepal, July 5 -- Several years after I presented a paper at a seminar on the nature of the dream trails ending in Kathmandu and their social and futuristic ends, I had to speak on the same subject in a different context and setting, which was informal and relaxed. This time, it was not a crowded seminar room but a quiet corner of Himalayan Java Coffee House in Thamel that was like a watering hole for me. I visited Java quite regularly until the day before the pandemic induced lockdown. A young talented American journalist came there looking for me one afternoon. He said he wanted to ask me what I knew about the operational systems of the hippies and their modus vivendi during their free visits to Kathmandu that lasted roughly from 1965 to...