As we flew into Kathmandu, you could already see from the sky, the fury playing out on the streets below.

Huge plumes of smoke rose over the Nepalese capital. It was the second day of intense protests, and it soon felt like something seismic.

On the ground, it was kinetic and chaotic. We landed just before the army closed the airport. The protesters were minutes away.

On the road, a constant stream of young people sped by on motorbikes, honking their horns as they raced towards parliament.

Some were carrying batons, others guns, some simply using their voices, declaring a "revolution".

We watched as they set fire to a police station. Many, already angry, were incensed by the deaths of 19 people on Monday - accusing the police of using live ammunition to silence dissent.

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