September 12, 2026
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Hands Full of Clay

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The village of Pen looked very different from Mumbai. There were no towering buildings, crowded flyovers or blaring horns. Instead, the roads wound past coconut trees, mango orchards and houses with Mangalore-tiled roofs.
Hands Full of Clay
The village of Pen looked very different from Mumbai. There were no towering buildings, crowded flyovers or blaring horns. Instead, the roads wound past coconut trees, mango orchards and houses with Mangalore-tiled roofs. Hens pecked in courtyards while women, some dressed in navari saris, swept the
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