Hunger enters Phuli’s doorless home atop a hill in Rajasthan’s Udaipur district and fills up the bellies of nine children who have known hunger more intimately than rice. Their one-room refuge in Umariya village, built with stone boulders and covered with a patchwork of straw, reed and tarpaulin, has little space for them to sleep or to breathe. But hunger trumps all other woes. “Two meals a day feel like a celebration for us,” she says, cradling her youngest child, a skeletal figure in torn clothes. The only dream the 35-year-old chases, unsuccessfully on many days, is to feed all nine kids, including the three abandoned by her sister-in-law who lost her husband.