Scathing winds of summer, some called it. Fields were fraught with despair. The air eddied around them, longer than they could remember. It lasted forever. Each gust swept drifting leaves. Lurking though the grove, they stood apart. In ashen boughs and their scarce rustle, we heard their unsung sorrows. “We have problems. Too many of […]Read more "‘I didn’t want to spend the rest of my life in jail. So, I agreed to their demands’"
Singed logs sputtered with flame in a distance. Billows of smoke rose and fell unbroken. As dusk crept over the sky, evening stars glimmered on the edges of the horizon. “Hurry up,” shrieked a young girl. Amidst the tall shrubbery, a few paces away, a toddler wiggled his hips as he ran hither and thither […]Read more "‘Everything is owned now — air, water, forest, land and even seeds’"
White. They hung in neglected ringlets around her nape. She tossed them aside carelessly, and paused. Patterns encircled her courtyard. Her eyes crinkled as she looked for symmetry. She drew a long breath and knelt before her door. Her shoulders stiffened into despair for her lines had strayed from their path. They always did. White. […]Read more "‘This was my playground. We would run into fields and stake our claim on trees’"
A rhapsody of brittle winds lulled us into a deep slumber last night. This morning, however, was starkly different. Window panes didn’t rattle as they did. And, an unaccustomed silence hung in the air. We stood against the sills observing the semi-constructed building outside. Colourless and bare, it looked odd amidst those that were considered […]Read more "‘We will continue to till our soil. What else can a farmer do?’"
“We have been listening to such heartbreaking tales for the past few days. I thought why not end our day on a positive note? Why not end it with hope? Despite his struggles, Marullusiddappa not only found purpose in his life but also sought solutions for the betterment of farming community and humanity in general. […]Read more "Agriculture in a country divided by caste…"
They battled their worst. Him and her. Long sepulchred in the dust of fading memories, were journeys that gave them hope, and at times tore them asunder. Some days were long, and nights even longer. There were moments where within their hearts everything fled, save hope. So, they strode along… “I am the happiest when […]Read more "‘Animals aren’t treated any differently on my farm. They are my family’"
She walked away from her hut, into the brisk breeze settling in outside. His dusty feet dangled on her waist. Hers broke into sores. And yet, she walked. Her feet, seared from the heat, scurried along lanes that led to erstwhile farmlands. A horde of fledgelings squawked in her path dodging her goats astray. She […]Read more "‘You need to give the land time to heal itself’"