I missed my Kheda. "Ram Ram Sa" has become my normal 'Hello' and 'Goodbye'. I have to restrain myself from saying 'Vah' as a response. Here, 'Vah' can mean cool / great/ fine/ alright/ okay/ amazing/ yes. I find myself appreciating the simple life more. A life where culture and social relationships trump greed and corruption. I'm in the mood for romanticizing. Humor me.
I want you to see this community through my eyes. The blue-eyed bua of Nandram who wears backless blouses and does nothing but sit all day. She's an old widow with crew-cut hair, her eyes too weak to do any good. Sometimes she comes up and sits with us, saying nothing. And then she leaves, just like that. Meera, Bhuri, Ratni...these are women I am getting to know better than others. These women have taken me under their wing, treated me less as a "Madam" and more as a friend. I want to know the stories of these bright, beautiful souls; I want to tell you those stories. View the Kheda through my eyes; it will change you in unexpected ways.