An 80-year-old Alamda Bai sits outside a small cottage lined with buckets of water. Frail with silver hair, she sits on the cold floor, insisting that she must show respect. Her cottage is dingy without any windows set in the green fields in the far-off village of Bhimpura in Rajasthan바카라s Bhilwara district. Lined with buckets and vessels of a week바카라s water supply, her room has cups and vessels enough for her to eat her meals, but nothing to cook in. This as she lives in isolation, because for 20 years now she has been called a 바카라Dakan바카라 or a witch. Alamda바카라s husband died 20-odd years ago because of a heart condition, her elder son passed away 3 years ago because of cancer and her other son died in a road accident almost 2 years ago. Bai has been held responsible for the deaths in her family by her own and strangers alike. 바카라Main dakan nahi hoon바카라 I am not a witch, screams Alamda as she breaks down, crying.