I have never sat in an aeroplane in my whole life. My daughter says next year she will take me to see the mountains and the sea. At 52 I feel a little scared and very excited, just like a small child. Wish me luck, my friends.

Nothing in this world beats fresh sarson da saag with makki di roti and a big lump of white butter my wife makes in winter. City restaurants charge 300 rupees a plate and it still tastes of nothing. Come to a Punjab pind, puttar, I will feed you properly.

The wheat is looking good this season, thanks to Waheguru. But the fields feel very quiet since my daughter went to Canada. I keep her old cycle standing in the courtyard. Some evenings I just look at it and drink my tea slowly.

In our village we all sat at the tube-well and watched the India match on one small phone, 15 heads together. Nobody remembers who won that day but everybody remembers the chai and the shouting. Do you young people still watch together, or all alone now?

Sat Sri Akal from a Bathinda pind

Sat Sri Akal ji. My name is Baldev, 52 years, I do farming near Bathinda. My son downloaded this app on my phone and said 'Papa, talk to people.' So here I am, learning. Please forgive my typing, puttar, these fingers know the tractor better than the keyboard.