Reaching home in time for lunch, his shriveled hands placed the rods of the rickshaw on the ground; he plucked out his gamcha and wiped away the sweat from across his face to the back of his grizzled hair. Stepping out of the carriage, he turned back and took a minute to look at his “chariot”, going back to the day when this assemble of iron and wood became his temple of Maa Lakshmi. But today, because of some social reform, the time has come to replace it by a battery-operated modern vehicle. He gulped down the fear inside of him to get his hands on something new, to leave behind a 30 years old companion. Suddenly he was not hungry for lunch.
Size: 8 x 8 Inches