This sheet rock is between my village and the other part of Dalitwada across. Every village needs such a space. The produce after harvest is spread here to dry, and the threshing by bullocks is also done here.
This is porampoke, or common space.
The utter generosity of the poor humbles us. They give rice to every mendicant even when their rice is getting over. That is what they are defined by.
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