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Rohit Pansare
Jun 18, 20131 min read

Children at Play 3: Sugar Cane Juice


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A child poses on a sugarcane juicer…


Nothing can beat a glass of sugar-cane juice on a hot day. Freshly crushed,in front of your eyes, zero processing, zero additives, devoid of chemical preservatives, un-‘carbonated’ and pure unadulterated fun! One glass is never enough for  a hungry and  weary traveller.

700km from their home, a family is busy serving cups of sugarcane juice to tired souls. Every year they travel with the entire family to sell their juice. This job for them is temporary, and they are to return home once a favourable season for farming arrives. The head of the family, an old aged man keeps a watchful eye as his son spins the juicer, with assistance from his wife. A little boy, his grandson, meanwhile, frolics around, climbing on top of the juicer. teasing his father who has picked up a steady rhythm.

A boy away from home,away from his friends, plays alone by the highway….


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Rohit Pansare
Jun 17, 20131 min read

An evening to remember…

Far from the village fair, the dusty road leading us on, we reached a well and large circular platform. Finding ourselves alone, we decided to wait there, as the sun was already kissing the sand dunes at the horizon.

A couple, old and wise, approached us and wished to know if we would like to some music. Their traditional attire, instruments and the sparkle in their eyes held us. We obliged.

Beautiful music emanated from their instrument, and the then they began to sing. “Kesariya balaam …..”. We were lost in the music, with tears in my eyes, at a distance I saw a camels crossing over a sand dune with the red sun ready to dive.


This moment has been etched in my memory of the beautiful town called Pushkar near Ajmer in Rajasthan, India.

The best evening that I may never experience again!

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Rohit Pansare
Jun 17, 20131 min read

An evening to remember…

Far from the village fair, the dusty road leading us on, we reached a well and large circular platform. Finding ourselves alone, we decided to wait there, as the sun was already kissing the sand dunes at the horizon.

A couple, old and wise, approached us and wished to know if we would like to some music. Their traditional attire, instruments and the sparkle in their eyes held us. We obliged.

Beautiful music emanated from their instrument, and the then they began to sing. “Kesariya balaam …..”. We were lost in the music, with tears in my eyes, at a distance I saw a camels crossing over a sand dune with the red sun ready to dive.


This moment has been etched in my memory of the beautiful town called Pushkar near Ajmer in Rajasthan, India.

The best evening that I may never experience again!

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