In 1961, When I was about ten years old, living in my village Chawinda Kalan in the district of Amritsar, hawkers would visit daily, selling an assortment of goods—vegetables, fruits, sweetmeats, cloth, and snacks. Among them, the most peculiar and memorable was a man named Kharaity. The name Kharaity comes from the Urdu word khairat, […]
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