I could have spent the rest of my day there, if only someone had brought me a charpoy and a book and maybe the lunch that farmers eat when they are out on the fields. I have always been curious about a farmer’s meal, but I think I know what he eats: five or six rotis with a little daal and a peeled, full-sized onion. Or maybe just the rotis and the onion, when he is very poor. When you are toiling in the fields from dawn to dusk, you earn a meal instead of being entitled to it,
