Indians are generally friendly and curious about foreigners, and the people I met at Bhanwar Kala village were no exception. Everyone was excited to see me with a camera and eager to have their pictures taken. I’ll be sending copies to them soon.
This is Panjicoot, who lives next door. Prem first said he was his uncle, then he said he was his cousin. Okay, he’s a close relative. Panjicoot’s house is right behind Prem’s, and the first floor is on the same level as Prem’s roof because of the hill, so he saw me having breakfast with Prem on the roof the first day I arrived. Soon he came over and played his drum for me.
One of the neighbors on the other side. She came over to greet me several times during my stay.
I don’t remember who the last few ladies were. I only remember they wanted their picture taken, and I was delighted to oblige. Wish I could be there when the package with all the photos arrives in the village!