In Rajasthan, I like watching the small Hindu temples built along the road. There are also the cow dung huts, the bulky wells and the mysterious deserted petrol pumps!
A few kilometres before Bikaner, I saw a fascinating little place : a tree, a red flag and dozens of little heaps of stones and bricks scattered everywhere. What for? These little stacks actually represent houses. People go there to build a kind of house with stones and pray for having a home.
I found this really poetic and moving and a bit sad and desperate too. According to the different sizes of the stacks, you can imagine which families are the most ambitious or which families are the largest. But neither of them has a house!
But is the size of the stack determining? I don’t think so! Only the stack of good deeds must be taken into account!