In his third book on Narmada journey–Vegad tells about one Baba’s account in the chapter 9–i found it strange enough to translate it into English:

“It was the first day as we walked from Borkhedi. I had only one chador left after being plundered multiple times. Enervated I stayed at a Bheel’s hut one evening. He offered me bread made of jwaar. In the morning as I had progressed merely half a kilometer-he appeared. He points towards the chador with the gesture –insinuating me to put it down. I gave it but laughed-“I was at your home yesterday, you should have taken it then, why did you trouble yourself this much-“-you were my guest yesterday, he said”

The one who was the guest yesterday is the prey today.