bajarakade | towards market_ 🌱

we reached bhorkas, and visited a home. they were preparing their vegetables to send to the nearest market. daily, they would walk till the ambegaon fata and then take a rickshaw for pen. the adivasi woman was cleaning radish roots and gave greetings to wasanti taai. she asked about us, where we were from, and asked us, "ka ra baba evadha door alas tumhi?" (why you gentlemen come this much longer?) we replied that we wanted to meet people of bhorkas. wasanti taai said that the woman is a leader and mobilizer of the families of bhorkas. she is very active in all the activities of ankur trust. she asked us again, "saap-beep disla ka rastaa ma? lay mokkar ahat pausache " (have you seen snakes on the road? there are plenty of them due to the rain). we laughed and said to her that, fortunately, we didn't see any snakes on the way.

a boy came out of the room and gave us water in a mug. we had the water as we wanted it from ages of thirst. taai told the woman to get a few documents for their rationing card application. the boy went inside to search for the papers. i asked the woman about the boy and whether he was studying. she said he was in the 5th class and had come from his hostel as he was not feeling well.

meanwhile, we asked her about the road and how they built it. she just replied, "ti tar paayvat padi gayil n gadyaa" (that automatically became a walkable road, by regular use of people). the man near her was cleaning the vegetables and said there were a few holes of flooding water on it. we poured clay and stones into that. they said we didn't have our person in the gram panchayat. he is from another waadi. as they were getting late to the market, we couldn't have more conversation.

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