The next morning I was joined by 2 journalists and 2 British Council representatives who came to see my interaction with the craftspeople. We all had breakfast at Ubinig, a delicious range of organic rice, vegetables, routi and my favourite, papa pitha, a rice cake with molasses. The newcomers were shown round the centre by Mr Chunnu and shared my fascination for this authentic way of life. We visited Ruma and her family and they observed my slow attempts at reed making. I had some ideas for undulating reeds and Ruma’s uncle jumped at the opportunity to develop new ideas.
In the evening I was invited to the singing ceremony; the ceremony happens early every morning and evening and everyone sits in a circle singing together to thank nature for the seeds, a magical moment and privilege to be invited to this special event.
The days went past too quickly and before I knew it I was packing my bags and saying goodbyes. Heading back to the city you could see the change of life, from a simple existence to the complicated urban environment of traffic, car accidents and waste lands.