this post was originally published on 21 july 2011. i was in india, again, as community relations intern! i went with mina and her lovely family to her village! it was such an amazing time and made me so homesick for zambia. 😉
The Indian village.
It made me homesick.
For Zambia. (Yes, I know this is strange.)
I found that things are mostly the same in villages no matter what country you are in. When you arrive, someone will be immediately tasked with catching and killing a chicken.
The questions are the same-How old are you? Are you married? Why aren’t you married?
The activities are the same-wake up early, prepare the fields for planting, visit neighbours, eat mangoes, talk about the neighbours, eat more mangoes.
Some things are vastly different. In India, there is electricity and running water in most parts of the village. I had cold water to drink and slept under a running fan. It was a great break from the city!
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