Fire wood

Mandla,25-01-1994. Mandla is really just a stop-over for my next destination but my bus is late tonight so I kill time by visiting the loacal clorfull bazaar. Sari clad wemon from the country side try to sell fire wood which they often have to carry on top of their heads for many km. I can smell the aroma of of curries that are so popular in this part of the world. fruits and vegetables also dominate the bazaar