I would like to build a house.
I know that I already have one- or, to be more precise, my parents do, and it stands on ancestral land, which means I have at least a share of it.
The house I would like to build would not be quite like the one that my parents have built, or like the room my grandparents extended. It would be more like the one that my great-grandfolks lived in- thick walls made of mud and jaggery (I think), coconut beams and rafters covered with earthen tiles. And a beaten mud floor.
It wouldn’t be very large, of course. Just big enough for a few people. One window, and one door, of whatever hardy wood I can scavenge.
Electricity courtesy a solar-powered generator.
The Goan Tiny House.
Yes, I would like that very much.
Day 60: Put together a list-article