"Who will come to cover them?-Unresolved question"
Last month I Fortunately got the chance to confront with the unfortunate situations. May be because of my passion of travelling and observing the situation I came across the harsh reality. Which is invisible for all of us or we deliberately try to make it invisible.
At that time temperature in Rajasthan was around 480c. And I was reached at another tribal area located at Kasbanonea Gram panchayat of Shahabad block in Baran district.
Wandering for fathom all the aspects of project for which I was there in that scorching heat. I become victim of dehydration, dyeing because of thirst and I was not able to move in anyway and my bisleri water was boiled like anything to which I didn’t dare to drink and that was the remote area which only consist the tribal huts and nothing from where I proceed to buy or get anything.. Tribal lady Kotha Bai who was the leader of that community and acquainted with the whole area and guiding us in our visit of that area. When she saw this pathetic condition of mine because of fiery and thirst. She took me along with at her house and gave me a water to drink when I looked it I suddenly astonished because the color of water was yellow muddy sort of which was not match with our usually we drink over here what we call the filtered water in the urban areas. But I didn’t have any option and I was not in a condition to think all about this even not, that I should have to drink this or not. I just flickered on it. After having that I got some relief. But the condition was still not stable. I took shelter over there around two and half hours to wait for the jeep because there was no option and also no connectivity with the road and no transportation service also. And the fiery wind not allowed me even to sit. I was thinking that how they human are able to live in this harsh environment. And on that day I was able to understand the importance of one drop of water, which we usually in cities waste like anything. As I passed my time in a very worst condition my throat soaked. But after this all I was very curious to know about the lifestyle and mindset of this tribal community so without wasting my time I joined them in their colloquy. It was the plus point for me that they all well acquainted with the Hindi other than their local dialect, so it was the two way communication.
"Tribal area in Rajasthan where Bheel community residing"Photograph By:Netya Sharma
Prolegomenon
This tribal area is with the population of around 600 people and here the ratio of female is more than male. It is a tribal area where Bheel communities are resided. Specialty of this tribe is that they all live in a some distance where their land is situated and where their do cropping and cultivation. This Bheel community is a migrating community from Madhya Pradesh and here they residing since from last 40 years and spending their life in this village of Purampur. They totally dependent on the agriculture and as usual on the monsoon for doing agriculture. In the off season they migrate to the cities and do the labors work over there on daily wage pay.
From many, one of the specialties of this tribal community is that they all have a great sense of satiety from what they get for their livelihood.
Infrastructure
Four hand pump and one tube well for drinking water, the color of which I already mentioned which signify that at what extent it is potable. No provision of electricity, well they themselves do not consider it as a basic necessity.
Arrangement for education
There is one primary school where 49 students enrolled. But the teacher hardly visited one or two time in a month, where children also lack interest in this irregular system of study. And it enhances the absenteeism.
Bhanu is a courageous boy of Bheel community and now reputed also. Because he is the single person from his community who recently completed his Bachelors degree. And on that time I was able to see that happiness in the eye of her mother. Who was unable to conceal her pride which I saw on her face and which was really appreciable. When I asked her mother that how are you feeling now? Than on that time tears twinkled in her eye which was the sign of happiness. And then the mother of eight children spoke enthusiastically, “I am really happy for my son, what he did something “league se hatke” in their term (something peculiar from their existing community). And then my another question from her was that what she expect now from her son? She replied, “I would like to be him in a government job. But madam; there is a cut throat competition in government jobs, degree is not enough for the government job recommendation is also one of the addendum to get this”. Well as usual I have had no answer of this question of her. (Would it have been different she was a poor illiterate (but profoundly intelligent) indigenous tribal women. Than afterwards I comprehend the situation and use to cease the matter over there.
For me it was the time to quit, but some of the questions accompanied with me that why there is a difference in color of water and why electricity was not their basic necessity?
Bhanu had to struggle hard to get education but all the tribal students are not in a condition to face out such stiff struggle nor do they have the any god mother or father or any supporter to prop and persuade them.
Then who will come to cover them?
Netya Sharma is a freelance journalist. serving as a volunteer.She recently has done one of her study in Rajasthan on "Watershed Development in tribal area with their social participation". At this peroid she travelled across various places and observed the things. Through which she pitched on the many realities and facts which she share here in this talk.
