In rural India where supermarkets are still unknown, the highlight of the day can easily be a trip to the market to purchase the basic commodities and ingredients for a few meals. It can also be a chance to escape from the watchful eye of a domineering mother-in-law or possessive husband and is often highly anticipated. This is an age-old tradition. The women catch up with their neighbors, boast of their children’s accomplishments and gossip shamelessly.
As the sun rises over head, it is time to return to one’s home or village and get back to one’s responsibilities and the preparation of the next meal. They pile up their bundles and haul their purchases.
In remote and rural India, only the very wealthy own cars There is an odd assortment of conveyances that will get the villagers back to their homes. In India, they often refer to a a vehicle by the number of wheels it has : a two-wheeler is usually a bicycle, a three-wheeler is usually an auto-rickshaw etc.
Finally, after they’ve packed and stowed all the bags and every one is squeezed inside the vehicle and a refreshing drink consumed before the long, dusty and bumpy ride home, they are ready to leave. Each person will bring back different memories of their day at the market. For most of these people, their lives are hard. a few hours at the market is their only relief from the demanding and often monotonous routine of a life without ease.