“I am a defaulter with Corporation Bank. I borrowed Rs 2,96,000 three or four years ago and I have to pay them around Rs 600,000 today. I lost my permit to cultivate sugarcane a while ago. I have also taken some money from sahukars. Their dalals visit my home almost every day and demand to […]Read more "‘We saw shoals of dead fish floating on water’"
Ramappareddy wore a contemplative look, as if he were filled with nervous dread. His grandchildren giggled behind him while their mother ran a comb through their tousled hair. Clearing his throat, he muttered, “What sort of harvest would we have this year? No one has any answers to these questions. Maybe, things will get better. […]Read more "‘Every farmer you meet here is a defaulter’"
“I cultivate sugarcane on 20 acres. For the past few years, I have barely managed to procure 80 tonnes of produce per harvest. I lost Rs 28,000 per acre and incurred Rs 560,000 in losses. I had to borrow Rs 900,000 from banks and was forced to shell out Rs 200,000 as interest. I struggled […]Read more "‘There’s no dignity left in farming anymore’"
“Mankind will cease to exist without farmers. A world bereft of them will spell doom for our civilisation. The argument put forth by conglomerates that usurping or eroding natural resources is essential for rapid economic development is nothing short of a fallacy. Our selfishness has led to the situation we are in today. While the […]Read more "‘His death becomes a number’"
The next day we woke up early to continue our journey towards the eastern coast. We took a detour through the hills of Kodaikanal instead of the charted route. On our way, we asked some policemen patrolling the area for directions to Madurai. “Up ahead, you will see a yellow house with a red roof. […]Read more "Day 32: In search of unspoken tales of a ghost town…"
We drove from Attapadi towards Dhanushkodi. As we traversed the uplands through long and arduous roads, we said our final goodbyes to the forests, hills and its inhabitants. We decided to make a quick stop at Kodaikanal before heading to the ghost town situated to the South-East of Pamban Island in Tamil Nadu. On a […]Read more "Day 31: En route to the ‘Gift of the Forests’"
Crumbled pages fluttered in the light breeze amidst piles of books. Some sat forlorn, stacked on the shelf. Some were discarded. And, then there were those that once held records of importance. It didn’t matter now. For, they were all just gathering dust in the offices of a department that left no stone unturned to […]Read more "Day 30 (Final Part): We are all to be blamed for tribal downfall"