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11/22/2012 0 Comments CustomsWarm Indian air enveloped me as I walked towards the last gate that separated me from the Cochin airport and Silas and Sam who stood ready to greet me. Just as I thought the long journey was about to end, a customs official motioned me to his table.
“Please open your suitcase,” he said. So I complied. Immediately the inspector’s eyes locked on the contents of a large cardboard box. “What are these”, he asked. “These are my CD’s,” I replied. He looked at me skeptically and was quickly joined by more curious officials. “These are commercial products, and you will have to pay a duty tax.” “Oh Lord,” I uttered a silent prayer. “You know these CDs are to further Your kingdom. Please help me.” |
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