After a long time, I read this article that really disturbed me. The Dec 26, 2011- Jan 09, 2012 issue of the Outlook magazine has several articles that describe 'food trails' in different regions. I have read several such 'food' travel articles online and in magazines but none was as stark as this one.
The article is entitled 'Sweat of Shiva's Back' by Amita Bhaviskar and describes the food and life of Bhilala adivasis. Perish any thought of a romantic account of life in the jungles. Far from it. Having said that, at no point does the article deteriorate into a 'sob story' of their difficulties. In a simple stark manner, the author describes their food habits that are totally dictated by the lives they lead.
Initially the botanist in me was struck by their use of the Mahua flowers and its oil and liquor made from it. Then as the words sank in, the magnitude of their situation hit me.
A friend of mine spent some time at Melghat and her account of the conditions there was of abject malnutrition, illiteracy...
Despite tall claims of our esteemed economists, industrialists and the government of being an economic superpower in-waiting, our politicians continue to focus on the caste system for their own gains, female infanticide is still rampant, girls are 'married' off to banana trees or earthen pots prior to marriage for some obscure 'dosha' in their horoscope as their mothers and relatives look on approvingly.... (I have never heard of the same proceedure for a prospective groom, are their horoscopes universally excellent and free of doshas?). Does this mean its the darkest before dawn or is it all just a mirage? I don't know...
Its true that ours is a vast country of diverse geographies and people. One size will not apply to all. The cities see a 24X7 rat race for more money, a bigger job designation, a bigger loan (to keep up with the Jonas' in terms of creature comforts) and a slowly bigger list of diseases... Some migrate abroad in search of a 'better' life.
All this while folk from our villages fed up of lack of income and wanting a 'better' lifestyle come to the cities in search of the proverbial pot of gold...
We have lived in some pretty remote and disturbed areas, experienced the ups and downs of soldierly life. Combined with my work with disadvantaged kids I thought I had developed a thick skin... I was wrong...
Take care..
Archana
The article is entitled 'Sweat of Shiva's Back' by Amita Bhaviskar and describes the food and life of Bhilala adivasis. Perish any thought of a romantic account of life in the jungles. Far from it. Having said that, at no point does the article deteriorate into a 'sob story' of their difficulties. In a simple stark manner, the author describes their food habits that are totally dictated by the lives they lead.
Initially the botanist in me was struck by their use of the Mahua flowers and its oil and liquor made from it. Then as the words sank in, the magnitude of their situation hit me.
A friend of mine spent some time at Melghat and her account of the conditions there was of abject malnutrition, illiteracy...
Despite tall claims of our esteemed economists, industrialists and the government of being an economic superpower in-waiting, our politicians continue to focus on the caste system for their own gains, female infanticide is still rampant, girls are 'married' off to banana trees or earthen pots prior to marriage for some obscure 'dosha' in their horoscope as their mothers and relatives look on approvingly.... (I have never heard of the same proceedure for a prospective groom, are their horoscopes universally excellent and free of doshas?). Does this mean its the darkest before dawn or is it all just a mirage? I don't know...
Its true that ours is a vast country of diverse geographies and people. One size will not apply to all. The cities see a 24X7 rat race for more money, a bigger job designation, a bigger loan (to keep up with the Jonas' in terms of creature comforts) and a slowly bigger list of diseases... Some migrate abroad in search of a 'better' life.
All this while folk from our villages fed up of lack of income and wanting a 'better' lifestyle come to the cities in search of the proverbial pot of gold...
We have lived in some pretty remote and disturbed areas, experienced the ups and downs of soldierly life. Combined with my work with disadvantaged kids I thought I had developed a thick skin... I was wrong...
Take care..
Archana
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