PEMA SHERPA was opening the door of his rented yellow cab when the first blow came. A meat cleaver sliced open the back of his head and everything flashed white. The sun had not yet risen over the stretch of attached brick two-story houses on 62nd Street in Woodside, Queens; it was 5 a.m. The quiet street where Debindra Chhantyal attacked his fellow taxi driver, Pema Sherpa with a meat cleaver.The cleaver came down again, this time on Mr. Sherpa’s chest, chopping through the layers of clothing he had donned against the early-morning chill. And again, slicing gashes into the rubber soles of his sneakers.Bleeding on the pavement, Mr. Sherpa beheld his attacker: Debindra Chhantyal, his mild-mannered partner and countryman. Read more at.........http://www.nytimes.com/2009/12... Last edited: 11-Dec-09 11:40 AM