I walked fast to catch up with him. He was busy talking on his cell phone. But once he saw me he greeted me saying Namaste. It was a pleasant surprise. Later I leant from him that he had worked in a factory with Indians for nine years in Bageir on Madani road in the outskirts of Khartoum. Ibrahim is from Darfur but he has not gone back to Darfur since 2005.
