During my pre-teen years, almost all the brahmin boys were two years or older or 4 years or more younger. There were only a handful of them anyway. They didn't want to have anything with me until I was 15..
I used to go with all the non-brahimn kids... I was a wild card in the village. In our village, the irrigation wells were huge... sometimes 10 X 10 meters in size. I used to go up to 3 kms from the village to find a suitable well to swim.. after swimming, I used to eat something nice... usually I would help myself from the nearest field... 'just unearthed' peanuts... 'just broken away' sugarcane.. 'just plucked' raw mango... there was something else too... prickly pear cactus fruit... Prickly pear is a delicious fruit - provided you carefully removed all the thorns from the fruit... I was part of the nature....
But I was nowhere near an Ocean.....
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