10:30 a.m.: Gyanesh Mandal is managing his father’s shop. He sports a red-coloured T-shirt over which he wears a sweater. Shyamdev Mandal sits on the floor of the courtyard with the paddy, sorting the grain from the residual. He is particularly cold since he wears a jacket atop his sweater and wraps a shawl around himself as well. Both father and son ask me about my family background. They are particularly keen to know about my marriage plans and whether I planned to live the life of a vagrant researcher for ever!