Early morning, Paramadayanpatti-Mangulam, 6:44 AM.
Slowly the village get awakened. Mothers first task is doing the dishes as Tamil families have dinner rather late at around 20:30 evening ... too dark then. Her daughter helps to get more water from the lake.
All seems so peaceful here but later on we heard the sad news hanging as a doom over the village: next door son of 30 years old was murdered a few days before ... his brother told me later the reason: a cast conflict which happens still in isolated villages on the countryside by the strict traditions of the farmers.
Not at all a problem for foreigners, welcomed warm hearted by the villagers and the police-squad keeping here an eye on the matters. They all did their very best to make us feel at home cause such sad things can happen but life goes on.
Monday, March 10, 2008
Pigeons on the roof
