WORLD
October 9, 2005 | T. Christian Miller, Times Staff Writer
Ramesh Khadka began the journey to his slaughter in this valley of rivers, where green rice terraces march up the mountains like stairs toward the heavens. After passing among a series of shadowy, indifferent middlemen, he finished it a month later in a dusty ditch in western Iraq. There, bound and helpless, the teenager was shot three times in the back of the head by insurgents, his execution and that of 11 of his countrymen captured on videotape.