Another picture from my cousin's farm. I got back from Karimnagar Monday itself. His farm made me nostalgic and brought back memories of my maternal grandma's village. Hence posting more from his farm house.
We use to see many bullock carts when growing up. Nowadays, these carts are no where to be seen even in the villages. These carts were primarily use to transport grains and pulses from the fields. There were different bullock carts to transport people.
This day, last year: Bowl of boiled milk