I met this farmer in January. He touched my feet, as did many others, believing us to be people who help them.
We (I implicitly include myself with my organization) recently claim to have helped them by establishing an 'Ecocenter' at their village.
A demonstrative project, so to say, which emphasizes on optimum utilization of cow dung & urine for sustainable agriculture.
Thats another say whether I believed in this.
But as I looked into his eyes
I could see
Pains and pleasure
are not helped
He knew it, as his breaths
are not helped
He knew it, as his breaths
Worked on my leisure to remember him here
