On my next visit to Nepura, I tried to “break the ice” by showing the women pictures of my family and childhood. After seeing a picture of me playing my flute, Narindar-ji brought out and played the Harmonium for me.
Then several of the women took me to their homes. I met Anshu Priya’s mother at Renu’s house, tasted freshly homemade potato chips at Maltie’s house, and visited the houses of Manju and her brother’s family. Walking through the village, I got to glimpse the active daily life of many. Rice was being thrashed and dried on the flat rooftops.
When I returned next to Nepura, I was not able to contact the women by mobile. So I waited at the cooperative building and practiced reading the Hindi alphabet and some basic vocabulary. Some young weavers arrived shortly after I had and they got right to work at their looms. After about an hour, I went to Renu’s house and found her there. I wrote a very simple note to the women telling them that I had come and when I would return next.
Then several of the women took me to their homes. I met Anshu Priya’s mother at Renu’s house, tasted freshly homemade potato chips at Maltie’s house, and visited the houses of Manju and her brother’s family. Walking through the village, I got to glimpse the active daily life of many. Rice was being thrashed and dried on the flat rooftops.
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| Playing the Harmonium |
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| Anshu Priya (after having a popsicle) and her mother |
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| Maltie cooking potatoe chips for me |
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| Rice on the flat rooftop |
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| Manju and family |
When I returned next to Nepura, I was not able to contact the women by mobile. So I waited at the cooperative building and practiced reading the Hindi alphabet and some basic vocabulary. Some young weavers arrived shortly after I had and they got right to work at their looms. After about an hour, I went to Renu’s house and found her there. I wrote a very simple note to the women telling them that I had come and when I would return next.
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