Every evening Annasamy anna come for a cup of tea. And talks of herbs
and mantrams and stories of the gods and stories of ghosts and of life
in his youth when the tanks and paddy fields overflowed.He talks of dharmam, and ways of being, and ethics, which is a part of the fabric of being of villages. And of India.
As I take notes of knowlege and wisdom beyond my ken, I understand the irrelevence of all schooling and of literacy. And I rue a world where the Schooled feel superior, and set out to school the Unschooled. Instead of sitting at their feet and learning.
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