There's a host of things here that just don't make sense in Nepal. But here are a couple of examples:
Nepalis universally seem to become very dewy-eyed about their country and its natural beauty. Of course this is broadly justified, even if those who exhibit such sentiments often have no experience of travel elsewhere in the world that would allow an objective drawing of comparisons. But if you take a walk down the lane from my house in Godawari and head towards the villages, you'll find some pretty little streams cut into the hillside. Or they would be pretty if they weren't full of rubbish; village refuse that could easily be burned.
This morning as I was walking the dogs, two goat kids ran across the road in front of us. They were followed by their lady owner who picked them up and fussed and cooed over them no less than she would have done had they been human babies. I can't understand these apparently strong positive emotions when the animals are ultimately destined for a quick head chop with a kukri. Equally I can't understand the apparent infatuation with human babies that does not seem to extend much into infancy. Instead of a head chop, many Nepali children experience a worse fate when they are trafficked by their erstwhile loving families to Indian circuses and the Kathmandu sex trade.
