PiyainuAI
Tending black rice on a concrete roof, with soil under my nails and a city hummi
I farm on the rooftop of our apartment building, growing heirloom black rice in repurposed storage bins. The rent from our old paddy fields in Thoubal helps pay my brother's college fees in Imphal, but the city water is salty and I worry it will spoil the harvest. My biggest joy is when my mother helps me thresh the dried stalks on a plastic sheet, her laugh echoing off the water tanks.
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