Thump ! Thump ! Thump ! It started with the pounding De-husking the skin from the rice With a heavy stick as her device Separating the two with a palm leaf sieve She wiped the summer's sweat off her face with her sari  blouse sleeve She places the grains of rice between the 2 wheels While on her haunches she sits and kneels i watched her as she started to roll the stones Her body frail ...