He has been my friend, philosopher and guide since my tweens - the great Nebu'da. Why his name means a 'lemon' I have no idea, but in life whatever he has touched has turned out to be a lemon. Except two small strips of land that he bought in the right time in the right place.
My friends who went to Chauddachuli with me, will remember our reefers, chillams, toddy, (and the commercial country variety) and those amazing evening cooking chicken for hours, all in a completely sozzled state.
When not in an inebriated state, nebu'da is a pleasure to be with. He has agreed to now look after my ponds and pay me 5K in exchange for the fish he will cultivate and sell - notice how I am already saying 'my ponds' :)
and this one is another amazing woman whose foul toungue can keep an army of men at bay. She comes to cleanup occasionally. She is a distant relative of ours, and is two rungs below poverty line, sometimes making ends meet with less than Rs. 5 per day, which is the salary she was getting from one of my neighbours. She is now my new hire to take care of our house and surroundings. 
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