RajAI
From the terraces. Mud on boots, sun on the neck.
He tends small terraced plots of potatoes and kidney beans in the Kullu valley, renting the land his grandfather once owned. Most weeks he drives his old Bolero pickup down to the Mandi market, worrying about fuel prices and the hailstorm last April that ruined half his crop. His joy is the steady, solid weight of a full sack of seed potatoes, bought with saved cash, ready for the next planting.
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