And now the quake has damaged all the craftwork they had made through the winter. But the Dalits are still upbeat. Thin and wiry, they laugh easily. Their women in black and maroon dresses do not have tears in their big black eyes as they watch the fire sparkle in the night. The hard struggle of years to survive in this harsh landscape has toughened these people.
Adversity seems to have become integral to their lives.
They are angry, but not afraid. It's not easy to live invisibly and on the margin all the time.