I lived a long time 4,000 ft up in the hills of Meghalaya, overlooking Bangladesh (East Pakistan at the time), the whole country spread out before me like a map, the Bay of Bengal a silver slash just below the southern horizon, god, it was a lovely time.
Dhaka was a glistening cluster of factories and smokestacks down river, never dreamed I'd pass through there in years to come.
Did you marry a Sylhetti?