Village Scenes from Kheri Kalan

I woke up at the crack of dawn to the sound of birds chirping, peacocks squawking and somebody chanting. We took a ride out into the country to look at some birds and visit Bram Datt's farm. I ended up learning to milk a water buffalo, driving an oxcart, visiting some friends in a neighboring village, ringing the bell in a Shiva temple and ingesting a pound of dust.

Making chapatis village style!

my charpoy bed