Nagarajakka - I had mentioned to her that I was
looking to buy groundnuts, but as the year was over people had exhaused what
they had from the last harvest.
She came home in the evening with a sack quarter full, and gave it to me as a gift. She said she had this left from her last year's stock. I asked her if she had any left, and said said she didn't but they had eaten through the year, and that I should keep these for ourselves, and have it.
To not accept the gift would have been churlish, so I took it in all humility. But it left me helpless in a way nothing else could have.
Such a gesture of genuine giving - of the last of the stock at home - sweeps the heart and the mind and imagination into another space ... and maybe it is in this space that all revolutions will be born.
And I see this again and again and again in this community of the landless and assetless.
She came home in the evening with a sack quarter full, and gave it to me as a gift. She said she had this left from her last year's stock. I asked her if she had any left, and said said she didn't but they had eaten through the year, and that I should keep these for ourselves, and have it.
To not accept the gift would have been churlish, so I took it in all humility. But it left me helpless in a way nothing else could have.
Such a gesture of genuine giving - of the last of the stock at home - sweeps the heart and the mind and imagination into another space ... and maybe it is in this space that all revolutions will be born.
And I see this again and again and again in this community of the landless and assetless.
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