Their hands are rough, their gaze determined, yet they are greeting us with warm smiles. Some even wave to us from a distance. And we are just standing there, staring at them and each other. Their work is backbreaking. And they do it here and now, in the 21st century, on planet Earth, the same planet where we also live on. They have been given a completely different path in life. For the first time, we feel like we are wealthy tourists. Because we are. Compared to them, for sure. They will probably never cross the borders of Munnar. At least not until these tiny leaves keep growing, and there are plenty of them.
But let’s get going! The experience captured and touched us in all its beauty, rawness, and its presentation of female fates. Marcsi breaks the silence, “We should never complain
