In “To Kill A Mockingbird”, Scout says about Maycomb:
“A day was twenty-four hours long but seemed longer. There was no hurry, for there was nowhere to go, nothing to buy and no money to buy it with…”
That pretty much sums up how I feel about the village. It is a quiet sleepy place where folks would saunter over and sit a spell.
Just outside the madrasah gate was a small herd of goats. A few visits later, Ms M made friends with one of the shepherds and got to pat one of his goats. She said they had cute little heads and friendly smiles :)
As we drove home that evening, we saw the village folk walking home. I saw a boy herding his buffaloes to a large pond for their well-earned rest and drink. The silhouette of their figures in the dusk made a picturesque sight. I didn’t get a snapshot of it, but I guess I didn’t need to. I have the memory and it is quite enough…