“The Dokos that I sell fetch me a few hundred rupees. It takes me a few days to finish one but I am not going to complain about the money I make from the sale. This is not the only thing I do. I wake up before the sun does and clean the house. When the children and the animals start crying of hunger, the food is already there. I do not waste time and keep things for later. I am always moving, always doing this or that. Almost always, I am the first one here at the Haat bazaar ready with my Dokos and some spinach. Though, I must confess to you that the life I lead is a difficult life, it is made of blood, sweat and a half-empty stomach. So that is my story for you to consider. But hey Bhai, if you stall me like this with your questions there will be no buyers left. Can I go now?”