lives that have changed and challenged me.. soiled egg

Refreshed by the greenery and the light fresh air in the presence of a group of young women was i trying to understand their world, a contract from the city rush, noise and grime that had become a part of me. After a noon of working on various issues tying to bridge both worlds with their bright colored weaves and hue, I was invited for lunch.
Lunch it was! With a group of elderly men and women squatting beside each other with beautiful piercing in various part of the face eager to have me share their lunch. With great difficulty did i manage to taste the platter of strange food, lo! from inside the thatched hut strode an old lady bent over at the waist, palms greased from the coal fire she was cooking. Stretched her clasped fist and offered the most precious gift. The biggest gift one could ever get... an Egg! Hard boiled and pealed..But, BLACK from the soiled hands...her smile hushed in me all thoughts of throwing up...and her love made them appealing like the cherry on a cake.