Herds of goats and sheep crowd roads in the country. Every hut has goats, sheep, water buffalo, oxen, chicken, and an occasional pig staked outside. Yet in the abundance there is starvation. The villagers and their beasts of burden toil hard for little food. Skeletal children with dim sunken eyes and potbellies sit silently at their mother's weary feet.
Stunted calves otter from malnutrition next to their bony mothers.
Everything eats the garbage and ends another day with too little hope and too little sustenance as they fill their stomachs with twigs and stems. Graduates receive their own sewing machines Female infants are aborted, killed in infancy, and children are sold into prostitution. Under the exotic beauty lies a desperate horror, the stench of death and purposeful disfigurement. The women are a contrast just like India. They are mysteriously beautiful and graceful.