He lives in a mud hut, next to the plot he toils. A simple farmer happy just to wake up to a rural outlook and freshly baked chapatti. Electricity and running water are for those flashy city types, after all. With our Western vision we have this displaced notion that the have-nots need access to all the things that we cannot live without; yet something disarming in his broad smile - like many I have encountered across the countryside - tells me otherwise.
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