![]() ![]() Not just under the cover of darkness but even in daylight. All the women of the village, young girls, older women, even the newly married brides, would sit in the open space behind these homes at the edges of the pond to take a shit. The homes of the Chuhras were on the edges of the pond. After these were more homes of the Tagas. At a right angle to these were the clay walls of the two or three homes of the Jhinwars, another untouchable caste. ![]() On one side of the pit were the high walls of the brick homes of the Tagas. Perhaps because its shape was that of a big pit. The pond was called Dabbowali, and it is hard to say how it got that name. Right in front of the cattle shed was a little pond that had created a sort of partition between the Chuhras’ dwellings and the village. Families of Muslim weavers lived on the other side of it. Our house was next to Chandrabhan Taga’s cattle shed. ![]()
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