The waters just rise without knowing when to recede. Its already the start of the September fourth week and the rains in this terai region just absolutely refuse to part ways. Instead of sun come again, its rain don't go away. And in a one room setup with l'll place to hangout, it is mentally challenging to solve your problems. And yes the trips to localities like Bhojipura and other rural areas just set you thinking, the weatherman says it is raining 82 mm, the road to the village is a paddy field, no transport, and the trip is ... well, actually fun. Even when you reach the appointment venue after crossing the 2km long route, that is the paddy field, (plight's deccription best left unwritten) the villagers look at you with awe. Not in the actual sense, but are you bonkers? When you explain who you are if left in a position to talk, it is left unsaid as raised hands silence you to indicate 'we understand'. Anyway, you are invited inside, offered to dry yourself and sweet milky tea is there on the platter. A relieving moment. Well, then you remember you are here for an interview. The saving grace is.. the interview goes well. And yes the fun goes on.
Cheers to the Zari nagari rains
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