Once known for his cheery bearings and rustic sense of humour Mahfooz Ali has little to talk about now. Here's a man who by no means is poor,he owns large swathes of cultivated land, well fed and healthy cattle, and a crumbling yet large ancestral house- where he lives alone. His two grown up sons have left him for he refused to sell the agricultural land he owns.
Abandoned by his sons, Mahfooz Ali is looked after by his grand children whom he calls his monsoon children. They come over after the school and help him tend cattle or accompany him to the fields during the harvest season or just play around the big house. Why? They love him, and the guava trees , the fighter roosters (gamefowls) and not to mention the turkeys.
iScribbled - A sunday afternoon visit to a distant hamlet in UP, met an old man and his monsoon children. A lavish lunch at his place, talk about hospitality, desi chicken and lassi. Chased after the turkeys and a cycle ride to the paddy fields. The new Canon 60D was great and so were the guavas.