I was telling you of my very early days at school
one day I told you I forgot to wear my chapal s
yeah sudden rise of temperature
sandy dunes surrounded my house
I had to piss and hop
one day it was evening time
Dad told his person to carry a gunny bag of wheat for grinding
it was a big one
gunny bags used to be two types
I sat on it as the bullock cart of Dad was slowly reaching towards the atta machine
A lady who was owner of this machine asked us to wait for the turn
It was big stones revolving on anonther one and the underneath part was a big mud tank whilst the upper most extenstion of the machine was supported by a pulley that was connected to a big log put on two mud pillar of say 15 feet in height
A male cow was pulling the load.
I sat on a seat behind its pulling wooden come leather mechanism
I was observing at its slow pace but it did not stop either for water or fodder
Way back home
the Dad person was carrying the load of atta after giving a small portion say about 2 Kg of that time to the lady as barter for the work done.
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