I was told his uncle is one of the well to do ones, so he has a double storied house. We walked a little further and came upon his house. It was a double storied
but not the types I have seen before. This was made of bamboo and mud. Fascinating I went upstairs where it is usually used to store grains and crops. I felt the house move and the floors shake under my feet. Was it my weight ???? I decided to crawl back on my knees. It would be most embarrassing if the house collapses under my weight. Ugh!!! One thing I could not help but notice . The village and its people really kept their houses and surroundings clean . For a finicky person like me , I was definitely impressed.
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scary, can't help but think what would happen in an earthquake in that area...
ya ya ya...it was becz of your weight only....heheheh
looking forward for more.
How different the structures are that we all call "home". But the important thing is that each of our homes has love in it!
That would be a little scary, wondering if the floor might collapse.
Everything was neat and clean and i bet the people were cheersome too. Isn't it?
amazing story....
read your earlier posts too!!
u r one of my first friends thru my blog and i am proud of our friendship..:)hehe thoda emotional ho gaya..:)
Nitu, is that potatoes on the floor?
@chitra
yes thats all potatoes on the floor.
thanks for your visit.
potatoes here as well! It surely is a staple food. hehehe...
and I wud have definitely refused to go up considering my weight can actually bring down a structure hheheh
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