The changes are so fast and sometimes so slow that we dont realize them. When I was small (in late 1970s and early 1980s) , we used to have people from Afghanistan coming to my native town. They used to sell things like dry fruits, clothes. They used to wear typical Afghan clothes, speak Afghan language and always walk. They never had any vehicle like bicycle, which was quite common those days. Their complexion used to be quite white. They were very soft spoken, gentle and reserved people.
They would come only after summers. During winters and peak summers I think they used to be in their own country.
After 1985's we stopped seeing them. Maybe (or most likely) it was the effect of the political happenings in that country.
We were growing up that time and never missed them. People who used to buy stuff from them might be missing them. Ah..good old childhood days ... :-)
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