Pesticides do not decipher caste, gender or nationality. They will kill anybody irrespective of his or her origins.



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Name : Mriyumpur Saremma
& Humnapur Ratnamma
Village : Miriumpur
Mandal : Nyalkal
Activity : Gubbadi


The Sangham took life fifteen years ago in our village, Metlakunta. It developed nicely, and everything was going fine. But one day, some villagers, out of cussedness, went about demolishing the nursery we were building on a village wasteland. They were jealous of what we were doing in the village, of our ideas of development and of our free spirit. Whatever it was, we couldn't take it lying down, so we went to the police with our complaint against the people who had done this. The Patel, a few other big shots and Jaipal, our own community member, were the culprits. All of them came to the Police Station, and confessed to the crime after the interrogation. They assured us that they wouldn't do it again, so we forgave them. But two years later, trouble began to brew all over again, when we began questioning the grazing rights of the cattle owned by some bigwigs. The cattle, while grazing grass would stray into our nurseries and cause destruction. Naturally, we protested. And we even suggested to the cattle-owners that they could have the grass cut and take it home, but do you think they would listen to us? One day, Jaipal and a few others came to us, pushed Kavalikadu Narsappa to the ground and thrashed him. We took this matter up to the Panchayat. And when we questioned Jaipal as to why he beat up Narsappa, he said, " We will do whatever we want. We will come back, you will see" The next day, Janardhan Reddy of DDS came to the field and saw the cattle messing up the 'gubbadi land' (wasteland). Straight away, the matter was reported to the Patel. I was really upset, and with tears in my eyes told everybody that no one should be making trouble for us, especially when we were working so hard greening the 'gubbadi land'(wasteland). Later, relief came our way. It was decided that two persons, one from the village, and one from the DDS would keep an eye on the situation and turn the trouble away. And both would be paid by the DDS. Since then, we haven't had problems, and we have been happy growing mangoes, guavas, neem, subable and 30 other plants on our gubbadi land (wasteland). Our past comes back to us as a proud reminder of our patience, grit and determination as 'Sangham karyakartas.'