And if you are in no
mood to go through the whole process of brewing rice wine or apong, you could pick yours from those plastic bottles of all
shapes and sizes. Temporary bars had mushroomed. Men huddled sitting on their
haunches in groups under the afternoon sun sipping the wine. Some of them shied
away seeing the camera. A woman refused to be clicked, giggling and bringing
down her umbrella to hide her face.
Please click here to read my travel post for GoodNews Guwahati...
Ilakshee, I love your style of writing! You post was a good read for this battered urban soul :)
ReplyDeleteThank you very much, Hema! You make my day : )
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