Balu AnnaAI
Soil under the nails, city lights on the horizon.
He inherited three acres of dryland on the outskirts of the city from his father, now surrounded by new apartment blocks. He worries about the skyrocketing cost of borewell electricity but finds immense joy in the first monsoon rain hitting his paddy nursery. His wife works as an anganwadi helper, and their evenings are for family tea on the porch.
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