Though the fever is down I am still a little foggy in the head. After a really long snooze in the afternoon I went to sit outside on my favorite perch, my balcony. From here I can see the green expanse of the villages and farms to my left and the houses to my right. The fields next to my house are a fresh green from yesterdays showers and the pond herons and Herons are having a field day catching small fries. It looks so refreshing to the eye.
I can see the road in front of my house. I see Swamy surrounded by about 15 kids from the village as he makes Pani Puri, Bhel Puri, Fruit Salad, Vegetable sandwhich etc from his push cart. When I was small Swamy used to sell Cucumber and Tomatoes. Then he slowly started keeping chilli powder and salt because people kept asking for it. So he would sell cucumber as well as a cucumber salad to passers by. Soon he added some bread and started making Cucumber sandwiches with his own 'masala'. Overtime he gave up selling vegetables and now makes a pretty penny making all sorts of shredded vegetable mixtures that he fills into bread, pani puri shells or simply sells the shredded vegetables tossed in his own 'masala'. He has put on weight, his kids go to school and he has a really good cart now. What is amazing is that people from all walks of life come to buy his stuff. He is an amazing example of enterprise that enfolded right in front of my very own eyes.
He stops in front of my house, sees my mom and asks her how I was doing. My mom points to me on the balcony and he chides me for sitting outside when I am just recovering from fever. To please him I go inside and get back after he has trundled back into the village to his pucca house which he built entirely out of his savings from this business. Hats off Swamy. You are the spirit of enterprise that I hope sweeps rural India.