The sprawling fields of oilseed plants form a carpet of yellow flowers in the valley. Making it the more exquisite are the sunlight and the shadows cast by the clouds. Araku Valley is indeed about simple beauties and timeless pleasures.
The Friday Market
The Araku town comes alive on Fridays as the tribal men and women come to the town to sell their produce and buy their grocery and other stuff for the week.
From salt, rice, vegetables, sweets and savouries to bangles, cloths, bags, soaps, seeds, knives and vessels, this weekly market is one-stop shop for all your needs if you stay in a remote tribal village. Get the clothes mended—there is a line of tailors with makeshift sewing machines. Tired of selling and buying—enjoy the local brew (‘Mahua’) sold by tribal women.
Those patchwork views are magnificent! And the Friday market looks to be a fascinating place to visit.
I thoroughly enjoyed reading about your interesting travels and seeing your beautiful photos. Thanks for sharing them.
The caves are truly amazing.
Thanks for stopping by and saying hello 🙂
Wow! The Friday market has come alive. I have been with these tribals cataloging their dialects. Now everything is out of mind.