What I learned about rural India from my first year of reporting in the state

It’s been nearly two years since I first went to India as a reporter for The New York Times.

My first stop was the Indian state of Kerala, where I was introduced to a country that I still have no idea what to call.

The capital city of the country’s southernmost state, Kannur, is called Thrissur.

It’s an old town that has a history dating back more than a millennium.

Thrissar was the seat of the ancient Kerala Empire that stretched from the Bactria river in the east to the Ganges in the west, and was the epicenter of India’s second most populous state, Karnataka.

But Thrissam had become a hub of development in the 1970s, as the population exploded and urbanization and industrialization increased.

I had spent time with several locals in the city’s narrow streets, and noticed that many of them spoke very little English.

They had the same kind of accent I had heard in the United States, except they were not of the more conservative, English-speaking persuasion.

I thought it would be fascinating to interview the people who had been here for centuries.

I decided to get some of the locals to speak to me.

When I got back to New York, I asked the people I met to tell me what it was like to live in Thrissom, a town with a population of more than 100,000 people.

They all had stories to tell.

They spoke of the devastation wrought by the industrialization of the region.

They said they had never seen anything like it.

They told of the poverty that the city suffered, the traffic jams that made it difficult to get to work, the fires that scorched the city.

They talked about the fear of being attacked by the local police, which was common.

They recounted the days when people were afraid to go outside to eat or work.

They were often afraid to leave the house to go to work because they feared that they would be attacked.

They discussed the fact that most of the women in the area were illiterate, that they were often beaten and harassed, and that the people in Thriscom were forced to work as domestics in order to survive.

In fact, it’s a story that resonates with me.

It reminds me of the way that I had seen many of my colleagues’ stories before: We traveled all over the country, interviewing residents, trying to understand the conditions that people were living under.

But the people of Thrissor didn’t get to see that.

For the first time in my life, I saw something that reminded me of what life is like in India: People who lived in Thrismur and Kannurg, the rest of India, were struggling to survive under a system that, until the 1960s, had been a major contributor to the impoverishment and suffering of many people in the country.

Thrismuras plight has been documented by the UN’s Inter-American Commission on Human Rights, and is the subject of the film The Hunger: The True Story of Rural India.

The film, which premiered at Sundance last month, is a portrait of a community of mostly rural families who lived for generations under the iron fist of the British Raj.

For many people, their lives were not worth living.

As the documentary opens, a young man named Gyan speaks in a hushed voice, in a room filled with portraits of people who died in the Great Bengal famine of 1943-45.

Gyan is a farmer, and his family was forced to become farmers in the 1920s and 1930s, when India was ruled by British colonialism.

When the British left in 1947, the British imposed a system of caste system, which meant that those who were of a higher caste, like the upper castes, could only work in the fields and were treated as inferiors.

When Gyan’s mother died of a heart attack in 1942, she was given to Gyan.

When he was just five years old, he was forced into the family’s small house, where he learned to work the fields.

He grew up with his grandmother and aunt, who were both illiterate and living off of the rice they had grown.

They taught Gyan to work on the fields as a young boy.

His mother died in 1997.

Gyaan’s father died in 2008, after the family had lost their crops.

Gana and Gyan survived on their mother’s earnings.

But Gyan grew up without his father, who was forced by the government to leave his job in the army to look after his two young daughters.

When his daughter was eight, he went to a government-run school in Thristuras, where Gana had been studying.

When she was 15, she asked her mother to move to Thrissuras, hoping to get a better education and a better job.

But she was unable to find work because she had not been able

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