Whirr! Whirr! You sit up straight, straining your ear, trying to figure out whether the noise you just heard was a figment of your imagination or not. Crunch! Crunch! You rush outside. A couple of bulldozers are tearing your precious house down. You signal violently to them, but…
The crops swaying in the wind, The gushing canal watering the fields, Farms – India’s lifeline. Waking up at the crack of dawn, Tending to the fields, without complaining, Farmers – India’s lifeline. It was December 5, 2020. I was supposed to catch a flight to the US…