Monday, October 20, 2008

Shodh Yatra 2003


Republished from www.samanvaya.com

The sun is scorching; the road stretches ahead apparently unending, throats are parched and the world around is at a standstill. Then who are these 40 odd people walking on heated chappals, in animated groups and / or solitary contemplation, asking for directions to the next village? People stop them once in a while to ask them in amazed tones, what they were up to in such harsh weather; and then listen to their explanations, some with scepticism and others with wonder and dawning comprehension. Welcome to the 11th Shodh Yatra (Journey of Exploration) organised by the Honey bee Network. - Priya

The Honey bee Network is an extensive group of innovators, policy makers, scientists, technologists, students and teachers, entrepreneurs and other like-minded individuals and organisations, committed to discover, document and support innovations, traditional practices and knowledge at the grassroots level. The network calls itself Honey bee, it's philosophy derived from the behaviour of the bee, which is to collect honey from the flowers without weakening them as well as connecting flower to flower through pollination. Similarly, when we collect the knowledge of people we make sure that they are not depleted by the sharing, and also that we link innovators and inventors. Other ventures and organisations have been created to support the network and its activities, namely SRISTI, NIF and GIAN (please scroll to the end of the article for details of the organisations).

The Shodh Yatra
(shodh: search and yatra: journey), is an expedition on foot, to discover those creative and innovative people in our villages, who have found / invented / built solutions to the local problems using their ingenuity and resourcefulness. The outcome of the Yatra would go beyond discovery to documentation, compilation of such knowledge and facilitation of communication between innovators from different regions. The first shodh yatra was conducted in March 1998, and since then the yatra has been to all parts of Gujarat, some parts of Maharashtra and Rajasthan, parts of Tamilnadu, and now, in the most recent one to Udham Singh Nagar district of Uttaranchal State. Shodh Yatris (Search Travellers) have seen and contributed to many ways and practices of organic farming and sustainable agriculture, animal husbandry, rural technologies, forest farming, methods of preserving and augmenting biodiversity, ways of combating short supply of water and also helped in rebuilding the process of education in Gujarat just after the earthquake, during the course of their travels.

There is an internal yatra, "the yatra to one's self", as Prof. Gupta, the founder of Honey bee network and SRISTI would say, that happens simultaneously with the external one. In his words, this is one yatra which each one of us has got to be aware of, observe, explore, question and share with the other yatris our findings and insights; the experiences of the external yatra would shape the internal one; and unlike the external, here we do not know where we are going to be led, but go we must. Accordingly, every yatra would have it's share of review and learning sessions among the 'explorers', and as I've been told, even the most shy and reticent person would come forward with his contribution to the discussion.

The 11th Shodh Yatra, from May 26th to June 4th, saw us traversing Udham Singh Nagar district of Uttaranchal, a stronghold of the exceptionally hospitable Sikh community, and slowly becoming the stronghold of organic farming too. We also crossed over the borders of Uttaranchal and visited Uttar Pradesh a couple of times.

Udham Singh Nagar District - A brief description
Udham Singh Nagar District in the Terai region was originally a part of Nainital district, and became a separate district in the mid 90s, getting it's name after freedom fighter Sri. Udham Singh, who killed General Dyer. (General Dyer was responsible for the Jalian Wala Bagh massacre) The district has both industry and agriculture flourishing. It has very many sugar, flour, and rice mills besides agriculture-related manufacturing units. Rice, wheat, and sugarcane are the major crops. Potato is also grown on a large scale. This district houses the famous G.B. Pantnagar Agricultural and Technology University, which has tourists visiting it's beautiful and verdant campus. Some other places to visit are Kashipur, Attariya temple near Haldwani town, Nanak Sagar Dam on the river Saryu and Nanak matta - one of the places of pilgrimage of the sikhs. Though the majority of the population are Sikhs, the district also has families from Bengal, Nepal, Haryana, Orissa settled here for many generations. The women of the region are very hard working and resourceful, taking care of most of the farming and support activities too. The prosperity in the area is attributed to them by all without exception.


Today, the farmers with sizeable land holdings in the region have converted from chemical to organic farming, and are planning to gradually bring in the smaller farms so as to minimise the risks that the latter might face during the conversion process. The Yatra's chief focus was organic farming, meeting farmers (both chemical and organic) in the district, listening to their problems and looking for solutions, and elucidating the advantages of organic farming and the only long term solution available.

The major local organisations of the honey bee network aiding in this attempt were Sristi Gian Kendra, an off shoot of SRISTI, working with the honey bee philosophy towards the documentation and dissemination of traditional knowledge and innovations, TOFA (Terai Organic Farmers' Association), an association of organic farmers who are making major efforts to spread awareness in the area, network with organic farmers of other regions and looking to new ideas and ventures like solar power, rain water harvesting and seed production, and Kumaon Seva Samithi, working majorly in areas of women and child development, organic farming and health, hygiene and sanitation for an all-round development based on Gandhian philosophy.
Village Visits, Gatherings and Other Yatra Do's
We started from Rudrapur, the district headquarters and walked westward stopping and/or passing through many places including Gokulnagri where the official inaugural ceremony was held, Bilaspur, Shantinagar, Rameshwarpur which was our first experience of staying in a Gurudwara, Anantpur, Indrapur, Nagla, Avantika Dairy Farm, Dhaura Dam the first of our no-electricity-&-sleeping-under-the-stars nights, Thiliyapur where we found an abundance of talent - a young self-taught medicine man, an old woman who had learnt to treat any kinds of burn from her mother, a self-taught herbs-veterinarian, a sculptor and an old man who could tell us the quantity of water under the ground with the help of a simple twig, and all services offered free! Devnagar, Shakthi Farm, Rekhal Katha at a slight elevation entailing a walk through the jungles to get to it, Chorgaliyan, Nakuliya, Gauri Kheda where we had 2 women 118 and 125 years of age sharing their knowledge of plants and recipes with us, Kargatiya, Bidouri wherein we were welcomed with a very beautiful lamp dance performance by some equally beautiful women in fading twilight, Goosra, Sisaikheda, Biriya, Sunkhadikhala, Nanak Matta the beautiful pilgrim centre of the Sikhs, Sadaasadiya, Khatima just 4-5 kms from the Nepal border and finally turning back through Bagga, consisting of people belonging to the pahadi (hills) culture, and Chowdhry farm near Pilibith, ending our yatra with a local meeting as well as a preparatory / planning session for the next one.

In this planning session, several issues, ideas, thoughts were discussed in preparation for the next shodh yatra; and the following points were put down as the things that should be done:
-Each yatri is to record his experiences / observations of the yatra and share it with everyone.
-He is also to gather information about his own surroundings and neighbourhood with regard to the purpose of the yatra so as to exchange this with the others during the yatra.
-Each one has to do continuous evaluation, and find out from people who have come already what has been happening, what are the changes, and what they think has improved, what needs to be improved etc.
-SRISTI has to build a database with the experiences of the shodh yatris
-A compiled report of all the 11 shodh yatras is to be prepared in both english and hindi.
-During the next yatra, there must be arrangements for the yatris to stay some of the nights with different households so that they all have different experiences, which they would share and the information and learning this way is immense.

As in every yatra, all the villagers gathered for a meeting with the travellers at each village that we went to. There ensued a discussion on the purpose of the yatra, the innovators and innovations of that particular village, how can there be a mutual sharing of knowledge, and the support that the yatris can give them. Most discussions led on to the many problems faced by that particular village and their attempts at overcoming these, going back full circle to the idea that it was their own capacity and presence of mind that did (or) might save the day. Prof. Gupta also specifically spoke to them about how their innovation can bring them revenue, and more importantly, (since there were questions about it) how they can protect their innovation during this process of getting revenue - the prior informed consent form offered by the Honey bee group asking them for their 'informed' consent before sharing the innovation or traditional knowledge with anybody "to balance the twin goal of dissemination and promotion of innovation, but protect from potential commercialisation". In several places there were also projector displays of the numerous innovations collected over the years and stored in the Honey bee database.

Biodiversity, recipe and local talent contests were held and the winning entries were given prizes during these meetings. Many times the results of the recipe contests were laid out in an enticing display for the yatris to taste, and once, at Shakthi Farm, a couple of us skipped lunch and made a meal of the displays! One of the prize-winning natural, medicinal (herbs) treatments was for joint pain given by a woman in Anantpur: to boil leaves of semulina with turmeric, garlic and bhang in equal quantities in sarson (mustard) oil and apply on the joints.

Finally, the innovators were honoured with certificates and given a resource kit containing copies of the Honey bee newsletters in Hindi. Some of the interesting innovators / innovations that we came across were Indraasan Singh, who discovered the Indraasan variety of paddy in 1972, a tube light device that made use of sawdust to show sound waves, a farmer able to grow 21 feet long sugarcane simply by tieing the leaves of the cane around the cane itself at equal gaps, and a tile-making machine.

A few villages had also organised cultural programmes that continued late into the night. Impromptu night discussion gatherings with the locals that similarly winded down quite late also happened a couple of times.
Highlights

All of us would have experienced our own high spots during the course of the yatra. Some might be common to all or many, and others of a more individual / personal nature. Following are some of them, both mutual and individual.

Guha, The Snake Man
On the first day of our yatra, we met Sri. Niranjan Guha, who we started calling the 'snake man', at Shantinagar. Half-closed, blood shot eyes with a drawl in his voice, many of us wondered whether it was an act when he made an appearance. Guha has been treating snake bites for many years now, by sucking and swallowing the poison from the bite! He could identify the kind of snake which had bitten the person by looking at his condition and the nature of the bite mark; and treat the person if he is still breathing. After treating him in his unique way, he also gave the patient herbs according to the bite. He said that he would be able to identify the herbs by sight only and not by name; they grew wild in the hills and around the villages. He also could not say clearly how and why he was able to swallow the poison and treat the bites. Because of this rare gift of his, no snake bite would ever kill him is his conviction. He has treated more than a 40 people till date, and does not take money for administering his treatment.

Mufth (free) Tea
On the first day, a couple of us left far behind the others in the long highway-road walk to Rameshwarpur, stopped at a typical roadside Punjabi Dhaba for tea. And the husband and wife managing the place plied us with curious questions as she made tea for us. They had seen others like us walking by, and were just waiting to ask someone who we were and what were we doing in their town. We explained to her the purpose of our shodh yatra, and that we were searching for traditional knowledge that is with the people; the innovative, ingenious solutions that people have come up with to overcome the problems of their neighbourhood. To our amazement, after the tea, she refused to take money from us! Any amount of persuasion did not move her. All we had, to offer her was our bewildered thanks before we moved on, with the realisation that people valued such initiatives enough to respond spontaneously with whatever support that they can offer.

Kabir - The Hero
Bright, intelligent, curious, imaginative, impish, stubborn and happy- our 3-year-old hero - the youngest shodh yatri charmed everyone with his wide, open and twinkling smile. Quite interested in everything and everybody around him, (when he was not going into the sulks) he incessantly questioned his mother about the people and their actions, events and things that he saw; his favourite question was why something was the way it was! He also picked up conversations and held his own with just about everybody. His imagination knew no bounds; he talked about lions on trees and flowers eating up birds, talked to the stones while playing with them, and made up new songs with lines from different current popular film songs. He also entertained himself by making up stories and giving foolish answers knowingly if the 'elders' caste asked him too many questions! He had an eye for beauty - he was forever making gifts of flowers, beautifully shaped twigs or smooth stones that he found on the way, to people. Showing a rare precociousness, when someone once greeted him after not seeing him for the entire day with "Hi! Kabir", he returned her greeting - "Hi, Sweetie!" to his mother's utter astonishment! We all will take his quick smile and happy gurgle of a laugh a long way.

An Indian Cocktail
Panna - is the magic refreshing cocktail, that I had for the first time on the first day of our tour, and many times after. The juice from mango is extracted and a combination of spices like pepper, black salt and chaat masala is added to it to get the slightly sweet and slightly tart taste that panna has. The practice of giving such a drink with salts and spices added to its inherent sweetness, to help the body weather the day's heat during summer is popular all over India - Panna or a similar drink in the North, and inji or adrak (ginger) added to a sweet drink in the South.

Water Divination - Mewa Singh
At Thiliyapur -the talents galore town, we had the elderly Dadhji Mewa Singh talking to us about his life and gift to be able to predict water. He uses a simple V-shaped twig and walks around holding it over the ground, and is able to foretell the quantity of water and the height at which it will be found below the ground based on the behaviour of the twig. He said that if the water content is high, the pressure of the twig in his hand increases accordingly, and now, because of continuous practice he is also able to predict the quantity of water by the pressure and the way it moves. Dadhji also mentioned of a pain in his ribs if he continued with the divination after the first couple of times at one go, and feels that this is because while he divines the water quantity, he unconsciously or involuntarily holds his breath. He has now been doing this for several decades, and has not once given an inaccurate prediction. On being asked whether he took money for predictions, he smiled quite indulgently, and said that he does not take money. He also added that the others, practicing medicine and treating men and animals also did not take money for it.

The same Dadhji could also correctly tell the speed of the vehicle in which he was travelling by checking the wind pressure on his hand! He narrated an incident related to this, that happened when he was in the army - his superior once challenged him to tell the speed of the vehicle which he (dadhji) was driving without looking at the speedometre! He simply put his hand out, checked the wind pressure, and gave an accurate answer - cool as you please!

Independent and Enigmatic - Manjula Behn (sister)
She came because her son, a farmer from Gujarat associated with SRISTI, could not participate in the yatra, and wanted someone to represent him. More than 60 years old, she was one of the elderly participants of the yatra. Determinedly walking on, most times ahead of others, Manjula kaki (aunt) never once asked to sit on the two-wheeler or the tractor that was coming along with us, while even some of the youngsters went on them a couple of times. A couple of times, because someone insisted that she sit on the tractor, and not walk in this heat, she got on very reluctantly. The wonder was neither did she even once verbally complain about the heat, or the blisters under her feet or the pain in her calves, nor did it show on her face or body language. But it was obvious that she was not superwoman who did not feel any pain. She had an array of home-made ointments that she carried all the time with her and used. At one of our lunch-stops, in the forest department guest house, there was a tall machan, which many of us climbed huffing and puffing, and some with a lot of trepidation, watching, and step by careful step. She came along and almost sprinted up and came down the very steep metal rods, smiling with almost child-like glee while we watched open-mouthed. She did not allow anyone to carry her bag and never took massages from any of the youngsters. (one giving another a massage is a common sight during the yatra) she did her own massage! She took careful, detailed notes of everything that took place and all the people that we met, and did not hesitate to ask if she did not understand something. She was very observant, and had a ready smile and a relevant concerned question for all of us every time that she spoke to us. Her keen observation noted the differences between the women in Gujarat and women here and she said wistfully during our review session about how bold the women are here, and that in Gujarat the women are seldom allowed to come outside the house and take initiative to do things. But at age 60, she has come! Her strength came from somewhere deep inside her; perhaps she got it from the japa that she did diligently facing the sun every morning, with the help of her japmala (beads).

Water, Water! - Artisan Springs
An amazing sight, especially for the few of us from drought-struck Tamilnadu were the artisan springs that were visible in considerable number within a certain circumference in the yatra route. Water simply gushed out straight from the bowels of Mother Earth without a pump, motor or any kind of pressure whatsoever. These artisan springs were strewn all over the area, with a tank or pond like structure built around them, for all to use.

The Biriya Wait
Biriya was our night stop on the 6th day of our yatra. Women self help groups were very active here and about 200 women from villages around this area gathered that night. We reached very late and as a result, most yatris dropped off to sleep after dinner. There were a only a few trying to talk to the women. Because of unforeseen circumstances, the cultural programme that was arranged could also not happen. These 200 or more women, after having been thwarted, sat on the grounds that day till about 1 in the night, putting up an unspoken determined front, almost as if they had expected a meeting and wanted something to happen, and so by sheer force of collective will would be able to make it happen. They left only after a projector display of innovations from across the country. The episode had many lessons for us, beginning from the importance of being punctual, to the spirit and determination that the women showed and what mass or collective force can achieve.

Anantpur - A Collective Strength
The meeting at Anantpur showed an exceptional community spirit with all the villagers present sticking together both in their doubt, as well as later with their convinced resolution.

In this village a novel idea has been executed successfully: libraries run by children. All over the village and neighbouring areas, there are several small libraries that are run by children themselves for other children. The children who manage these libraries came forward shyly to speak of their experiences. Their main trouble now is that most of them have completed reading most of what the libraries have to offer, and now they need more books. They were given the honey bee resource kit to begin with and the villagers decided that they would all pool in to get more books. The gathering also discussed how they (children) could themselves earn revenue, by getting members and lending out books.

Chemical farming is being practiced in this village and they reacted with doubt and hostility when we, and even the farmers from TOFA talked about organic farming. Their response was that organic farming does not give quick and enough yields to sustain them; where will they go for money and food if they start saving the planet? Ensued a long and detailed discussion on how organic farming is not simply saving the planet but saving themselves in the long run. The slow transformation to a stand in favour of organic farming was obvious to see, and even if some were doubtful, they were ready to go with what their neighbours and friends were saying. The discussion ended with them making a resolution that they will start organic farming from then on.

Sonia - The Rebel
Sonia was with the yatra only in the last 2 days but like kabir, left an impact that we will carry a long way. Very intelligent, sensitive, creative with an artistic bent of mind, eccentric and stubborn, always speaking her mind, fighting all authority and systems; questioning everything including herself, yet full of love and compassion, parts child and parts grand mother; at 20, she was an outright rebel. She paints very well, is very good at making things with her hands and an excellent cook. She chafes at all conventions in society and fights injustice fiercely. Her one big dream is to run a home for orphaned kids and talked of it all the time. The idea called Sonia even now is immediately followed by the idea of Intense Energy.

Open Jail - A New Idea
We heard of an open jail system, a few kilometres from Kishenpur as we sat down to lunch there. And argued the whole way there about how can there be an open jail, (it beats the purpose) and how would it all be organised. It was an eye-opening and a somewhat sad experience for many. We met a large group of the inmates of the 'house' and they were no different from ordinary householders with dreams, aspirations, disappointments, wants and needs. A couple of them, fathers, had their children with them at the meeting. (Their families are allowed to visit them and stay there for a few days) It was a revelation to look at them performing roles beyond that of 'jail inmates' - father, uncle, husband, son, friend. Many of them had businesses back home, and one of them said he had been building a new kind of metal shelf that has now stopped half way. He also said if given the resources, he could pursue it here and plans were made to do just that. The police official in charge of the place said that two of them had been framed wrongly because of petty fights and/or political skirmishes and have been in now for more than a decade. A few others whose terms had ended, but due to changes in laws and rules, had their term extended now. There was one who said that he came back in the second time, quite happily! (The implication was clear: he at least got food and shelter here)

The philosophy of the open jail was of course that Man is essentially honest and good, and will respond similarly if treated like he is so. Following this, there is no gate to the jail that is closed all the time, the men are given work to do, and are allowed to go out if their job requires them to do so. It is also another matter that we were told there are police employees positioned in different points around the area.

Young Fervour
We met a group of dynamic teenagers in the pahadi region of Rekhal Khatta, who have been trying in many ways to better the conditions of their villages and society. The people in the hills are without any land or voting rights, and are not part of any gram sabha. They only shepherd cattle, which brings them little money, and have no other occupation. Having attempted to get help from many government officials and offices and also making an effort to do something themselves, without any tangible results, when they came to meet us late in the night, it was with disillusionment and questions like "why are you here?" and "what can you do to help us?"

A lengthy discussion about their problems, and the creativity and strength needed to combat them followed. What we saw clearly through it all was their fire and the need to help themselves. In the end when they were ready to leave, though their initial hostility had vanished and they looked thoughtful with all that they had heard, somehow they also looked like that fire has been diminished. Perhaps, all that they need is support, in terms of ideas, opportunity, resources, and maybe a shoulder to lean on and talk to from time to time.

Encounter with a Religious Leader
On the morning of 2nd june, at Nanak matta, Sri. Bapu Maan Singh, head of the Gurudwara there held us all spellbound in a charged session, wherein he spoke to us of knowledge, religion, history and politics of this country. He challenged us, "why are you searching for Gyan (knowledge)?, instead, search for the Self. That is today's problem, that we are not connected to the Self and God." His conviction is that Hindustan was always the first in Dharma and Religion, and again challenged us, "Why, instead of Dharma are we running behind the computer?" "What is the computer but an imitation of the human brain!" He also said that in this pursuit of Dharma and the Self, a teacher is very important, and also added that the greatest teacher for one is his Mother. "If you are unable to learn from your mother, you cannot learn from anybody!" And that like one's mother, one's mother tongue is also very important. "It is part of his identity, if you want to make a nation a slave forever, take away her language." Then he turned to our search for Gyan - "How can we connect it to money?, The Goddesses of Gyan and money are Saraswathi and Lakshmi respectively; and their vaahans (vehicles) are swan and owl. When do these birds come out? The swan during the day, and the owl during the night. There is no meeting point." He ended on a powerful yet romantic note: "Why is Man there if not to take his fellow-man's sorrow?"

The Institution of Langar
Food is so important a part in an Indian's life, that we worship food as God, and different cultures have different values and customs revolving around food. The Sikh community hold the practice of feeding people so sacred that they have institutionalised it, and call it - Langar (Prasad). The Langar is a part of Gurudwaras, where they have a separate langar hall, and food is given to anyone who walks in. They are also proud of the fact no questions are asked of the people who come for food. People are not asked where they are coming from, or what caste, sect, religion, group they belong to.

Nanak Matta runs an impressive langar system, entirely run by devotees as well as visitors (tourists, pilgrims) who come there. The food hall can seat more than 500 people for a meal at one go, and it is open for most of the day offering breakfast, lunch and dinner to everyone. What's more, the hall is full most of the time, and especially so during lunch. The administration, maintenance, cooking, serving and anything else that is needed to be done is taken care of by volunteers.

Internal Yatra Exchange
The exchange and sharing of our internal shodh yatras took place in small spurts through out the yatra, leading to one extended, detailed sitting on one of the last days. And it is true that even in the most diffident or timid person, the wanting to share an insight is so high that he overcomes his reserve at this stage of the yatra. Also, as Prof. Gupta put it, the "intimacy quotient" is so high and intense during these travels that people don't think twice about sharing very deep thoughts that they wouldn't otherwise.

Each one of our thoughts, ideas, criticisms, reservations and relevations; our learning basically was discussed. Many spoke about the high of meeting people from different backgrounds, from all over the country and getting to know about their culture, society and understanding them. Other also felt the added pleasure of being close to nature, and living a much simpler life than in their routine life. In this regard most people came to the conclusion that the quality of life in the village is higher, life simpler, the people very hard working, resilient and able to endure much more than the urbanites. Siddharth from SRISTI, "I have now seen the sheer hard work and suffering in rural India, which I had only read about. Coming across it for the first time, it has had a high impact on me." Several also said that they have learnt much about organic farming and would talk about it to many more people. Other personal insights were also shared: the shy ones said with some surprise that they have overcome their shyness to talk to everyone, some one else said that he has learnt to be accommodating, and yet another that she has learnt to listen to what people have to say before speaking.

The shortcomings of the yatra and how to resolve these issues the next time the yatra is being planned were also discussed. Some of these issues were that the distances were too much and had not been planned well, the participants not told of daily plans, and even that the days did not start with a collective prayer.

Of Hospitality, Generosity and Warmth,
Of the Sikh community. There were numerous instances of the service and generous spirit of the Sikhs. They consider it holy to feed people and take care of them and this perception is reflected in their dealings with all. One major example of this is their langar system of free food in the Gurudwaras. There were drink stalls all through the sikh community routes, manned by the Sardars. Besides this, even as we were passing by, women who were cooking offered us food and drink, readily able to put other work aside to cater to us. And most times, we were in groups of 10 or so, and more crowded in gradually to see what was going on.

How they served drinks and eats is also interesting - they perhaps have never heard of self-serving! However big the crowd of people, they always made it a point to serve them. Whenever Angad or Paramjeet, the 2 boys who joined us at Rudrapur since it was the vacation time, served me, I got the impression that serving me that piece of chapathi is the most important thing in his life at that moment! These 2 young sardars were simply available every time there was trouble and a pair of strong hands was needed, whenever work needed to be done. They never needed to be asked to do things, they always took it on, and endeared themselves to everyone.

Another example of this welcome and warmth that we encountered everywhere was the soft-spoken Dr. Salooja, whom we met at Rameshwarpur - yet another sardarji who was simply available with ready help when it was needed. There was only one bathroom at the Gurudwara we stayed in; there wasn't anybody around to ask for help, and the good doctor was quick to come up to us and offer his house for use for the ladies. He then fussed around us, saw to it that we were comfortable, telling us to feel free and make tea or anything else that we wanted, and then settled down to show us photographs of his wife and family, and their vacations.

Conclusion
The singular conviction that stands above all else after the yatra and the immense energy, talent, creativity, tolerance that was evident with the people, is about the ability, resourcefulness of the people of this land, their enduring capacity and the power of people force. The idea that people have it in them to be innovative and creative to be able to solve their problems and run their lives. Like any institution, community, society, this land is not without her problems and shortcomings, but the value systems and the unspoken, unwritten laws of society that are her own are very well able to also take care of the problems that will crop up, and restore order. What has happened is that people have lost the confidence that they are able to take control of their lives. What has also happened is that they have been given new value systems to replace their own, which does not work for them, and we have in our hands a fractured society. A group of women in Sisaikheda were talking to some of us about their life, problems, and society. One of the women, Sushmadevi spoke a long while about her life, daily routine, all the work that her friends and she have to do: her day, as other women's', starts very early and ends very late, since she has to finish her morning chores at home like cleaning and cooking, then go to the fields for work, come back and again take care of cooking and cleaning. They also have to seasonally take care of crushing grains, visiting the mills and the market. Now they have also taken on the SHG work and are involved in the process of understanding finance and loans and working as a group. She does not get much support from her husband for all this work that she does. In the midst of all this, she has managed to save enough money to send her daughter to a boarding school in town. And so life continues. After telling all that, she added in the same breath, that we (shodh yatris) have come here to meet them, we only have to teach them things since they don't know anything, "we women from the villages are no good, we don't even have the time to keep ourselves beautiful, we work the whole day and by the end of many a day have neither the time nor the energy to bother about our appearance." When she said that she did not realise that they have spruced up the place and themselves for us, the guests! All that people need is for their confidence and faith in themselves to be restored, their collective force will conquer the world. It is of course another matter that it is not in their spirit to want to conquer the world, as it is meant today. They would build their own brand of globalisation, that of endurance, an empathetic understanding of the world and how it works and happiness. Anything else that we think they might need is secondary.
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A brief description of the support organisations
SRISTI (The Society for Research and Initiatives for Sustainable Technologies and Institutions) is a non-government organisation working towards strengthening the ingenuity and resourcefulness of grassroots entrepreneurs, engaged in innovating, inventing and building solutions to local problems, and sustaining them.

NIF, the National Innovation Foundation was created in support of grassroots innovators - for the "evolution and diffusion, support and sustenance of grassroots innovations, linking innovation, enterprise and investment" and exploring commercial and non-commercial application of innovations.

GIAN (Grassroots Innovation Augmentation Network) also works towards strengthening and supporting innovation and creativity at the grassroots level by endeavouring to transform innovation into product, and aid the dissemination of innovations.

The Honey bee Network has also initiated other ventures like the Honey bee Newsletters - different journals carrying news and information related to agriculture, biodiversity and traditional knowledge in english as well as other local languages including hindi, gujarati and tamil; and it's bi-annual Shodh Yatra, conducted every year during the summer (Ma-June) and winter (December-January) seasons.


The other organisations associated with conducting this Yatra were:
-Uttaranchal DASP (Diversified Agriculture and Sustainable Development Project): who promote organic farming and foods, and involved in dairy farming, compost and bio-manure marketing.
-Krishi Grameen Seva Samithi: working with women self help groups in marketing organic food preparations, organic agriculture and horticulture promotion.
-Gayathri Seva Sanstha: working with women and child groups in and around Pantnagar.
-Vivekanand Educational Society: who run a school in Shakthi Farm based on the philosophy and teachings of Swami Vivekananda.
-Aditya Krishi Vikas Samithi: involved in organic farming promotion, animal husbandry and traditional knowledge documentation as part of the honey bee network.
-Bhagawathi Mahila Samithi: working with women self help groups promoting small scale industries
-Adarsh Yuvak Mangal Dal: works with Yuvak Dals (Youth Groups), functioning as pressure groups working with development issues in their neighbourhood.
-Tarai Yuva Sangh: is an organisation focused on conducting and coordination of blood donation camps in the area and campaigning for people's basic rights.
-Creation for a Creative Society: working for rural development in 13 districts of Nepal, in association with World Food Program
-EcoIndia: channelises and coordinates student groups so that they can work for farmers through and for the Honey bee concept
-Innovators Club: scouting for innovators and innovations in and around Uttaranchal as part of the honey bee network
-Sri Sangam Dairy: maintaining dairy farms, marketing dairy products.
-Mahila Mangal Dal: working with women pressure groups in the villages for development related issues.
-Adhar: working with women and collection of traditional knowledge with them
-Avantika Dairy Farm: managing dairy farm and dairy training institute
-Adarsh Haryana Krishi Farm: Managing extensive Sugarcane farms and research into organic method and practices of sugarcane farming
-Rupa Seed Farm: experts in seed production
-Samaj Sudhar Sabha: is an association of retired government employees honouring and awarding those government servants who promote good work culture in all government departments, especially in education, and
-SRISTI

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

30-hour Project, The School KFI


Event News from Chennai: 
Last week I had been to The School, Krishnamurthy Foundation, for a presentation by the (now) XIIth Std. students. These students were involved in a project called the 30-hour project the previous year. The deal was that during that year, each student would spend a total of 30 hours doing / learning something new, besides his academics. The objective of this activity was that s(he) gets to do something that s(he) loves and wants to do, besides being a shift away away from their scholarly pursuits. Each of the 20-odd students made a presentation on their 30-hour project.

Just before the programme began: the Assembly Hall in their school made colourful with different displays around the hall, students from other classes gathered to watch their seniors, parents and others joining the crowd, and the persons to be on stage busily tinkering around the place in preparation.

The event started with music and jamming. Three guys with their guitars, and drums playing an orginal composition. They then got the corwd tapping their feet to a spontaneous rendition of Jamming. The result: raw energy, pulsating music and high talent. There were other music sessions – one girl playing the veena, and yet another singing. There was one who said she didn’t know her own mother-tongue, and so started learning it – malayalam. She recited nursery rhymes in malayalam, and then went on to sing a malayalam song too. The business magnate shared the business experience that he got by working in his mother’s two-wheeler Showroom. The historian shared his learning and titbits from a book on Indian History that he had read, became quite impassioned with his subject until he was told to stop by his co-presentors. The pioneer who learnt and practiced tentpegging and proudly announced that she is one of the first tentpeggers in the country. The sportsman showing off the smart and smooth moves that he practices now while playing basketball and confounds the opponent. Besides these, there was capentry, origami, tye-and-dye, mehendi, camera-making, sketching, design / art, model-making, cooking, embroidery, and welding.

On the surface it might have been just another cultural event. But the students themselves and what they shared with the audience made all the difference. All of them were candid, simple and unassuming about what they had to say. They all shared the difficulties they had faced during the course of their project, new learning that they acquired, ideas that struck them etc. The student who made the camera said that there is some problem because of which it does not take the photo now but he hasn’t yet solved it. Another who said he wanted to study literature in his mother-tongue (telugu) but gave up because it was too difficult, and instead made models of a bike and a monster both of which run on motor. The potential entrepreneur who displayed a lamp shade that he had made, and spoke about how he did not just learn carpentry from his teacher but also how this can be made in to a profitable business and developing his entrepreneurial skills and abilities. The novice chef admitted that she does not enjoy cooking much, and so decided that she had to learn it and get acquainted with it. She brought some dishes for sampling, which were pronounced delicious. There were others who not content with just learning the skill or art, did some background study about it and presented this information too. Like, who started the practice of wearing Mehendi, when and the evolution of the art. Each one of them had their unique style of presenting their stuff, and each had something new and different to offer.

Above all, the knowledge that this team had to share with us was of learning itself and work– that ways of learning and education is not simply within the textbooks or inside the classrooms. Education is for all times and spaces – one only has to look for it and be aware of it. And in this learning and awareness, there is only the healthy drive to excel in whatever one is doing and enhance each other’s development. This cooperation, harmonised effort and an aware learning is what is needed to transform education to success and achievement.

Thursday, March 20, 2008

Bindaas!

A review of Taare Zameen Par
Movie, “bindaas!” as Ishaan Avasti (Darsheel Zafary), the character in the movie would say. Upfront, a simple film with a moving story about a child with a disorder – dyslexia. His disorder is not understood by anyone, and as a result he is labeled a lazy, rude and disinterested boy who remains behind in the race of everyday school competition. Enter, a different kind of a teacher, who has overcome the same condition in himself, to help the kid through it, gain acceptance in the eyes of his world by charting his own path to excellence.

But look again, the dyslexia is only the gateway; the movie does not attempt to get into the technicalities of the disorder, which may have interested only a part of the audience. Not using the term “education system” anywhere really, the movie shows glimpses of what is going wrong with our current schooling system and flashes of ideas for betterment here and there. But, neither has the movie started analysing deeply into schooling issues, nor tried to show The Way to correct the system. Yet, it has touched upon many problems with it, all connected, through a simple and inspiring story. Brilliant storytelling!

The three significant scenes which are heavy and dealing with overall questions of learning and schooling, flow in perfect timing and location in the movie. They come on suddenly without any building up to profound message-giving, forcing the audience to take the “bitter pill” so to say, and then swiftly we move on without wallowing.

One is the scene where the teacher, Nikumb (Aamir Khan), meets the child’s parents and pushes them to look at the purpose of educating their boy, the absurdity of their own expectations from him and the meaning of success, pointing to them as well as the audience the anomalies with the current societal approach to education and ideas of success and achievement.

The second is the powerful conversation between the father and the teacher which brings out the difference between true compassion and taking care of the (a) child, and the appearance of doing so. This scene very starkly places the child as the focal point in the entire gymnastics.

The third scene is the staff room, when the innovative teacher hits against a wall of lethargy, insensitivity and rigidity of the “system” in the other teachers.

Here the script stumbles, and this staff room scene is weaker than the other two in that, it only depicts the system’s arguments against a different learning-oriented values and schooling, but keeps the teacher who can see the problems, a passive listener.

Another problem in the film is that it does not stay true to its own punch line, “Every child is special”. In showing the one character and his trials in life, the other children are all clubbed into one uniformed mass laughing at him. The only exception is the one who becomes his friend.

A very good twist in the story is that the teacher himself is also dyslexic, because then there is empathy beyond anything else, and also an example of possibilities and opportunities for the child.

There are many little insights into children’s learning, human behaviour, and how relationships work, that are scattered in the movie and make it timeless – just a subtle awareness displayed without going too much into details and analysis – whether it is the suggestion of how to engage with the government, or it is the consciousness that there are other children without even the middle class comfort of our protagonist (without being didactic about it), or a simple understanding of how a child thinks, learns and responds.

One such subtle funniness in the movie is the play on the word, “drishtikon”, which means “perspective”. The boy is asked to explain a poem on Drishtikon, which he does so with a much deeper insight into the concept of perspective. To his utter chagrin, the Hindi teacher scolds him and appreciates another boy who re-quotes the poem in an explanatory way as he has been taught. One could almost miss the nuances of his fine explanation of perspective. Towards the end, the same teacher appreciates the boy to his parents, saying “What a different perspective your son has of things! Bravo!”

Technically, a sound production – music, visual and imagery brilliantly done (the title visual and music deserve special mention), and the performance of the actors is first-rate. The one aspect in which the editing gets unstable is when Aamir Khan is on screen. There are too many sudden cuts to close in on his face working up tears and getting highly emotional. It does not make sense that a person who is so passionately working with different kinds of children, and who has had a different childhood himself would burst into such emotion at the drop of a hat! And it is amateurish if the camera has to do a close-up every time he gets into emotion. I suppose this is to ward off the evil eye!

Conclusion however: this is a movie worth collecting for the library.

Monday, February 18, 2008

My Grandmother's Obituary

My great grand mother, Kamakshi Ammal, passed away on Feb 15th 2008. Fighting to retain her independence till the very last days. That was one of the foremost qualities about her - Her independence, of action and thought. She was traditional and yet modern at the same time. She was a stickler to her 'acharam' in practices like not touching anybody until she has finished her daily 'parayanam' in the morning, but at the same time would not blink an eyelid about a girl marrying out of her religion, and would say, "So what?" You have to remember the generation she comes from and all its orthodoxy. She was 88 when she passed away. Despite her orthodox times, she studied for nursing, which was stopped half way through when she went to live with her husband and in-laws at age 16 (she was married at 13), took up the management of a big household and made for herself a position of authority in a male-dominated house by assuming greater and greater responsibilities, and also picked up reading, which stuck to her until the end of her life. One has to understand what it meant to manage a household in those times - a joint family, moreover a family which was very illustrious in Madurai in those days, dozens of visitors every day to meet the advocates in-house, numerous do's and dont's for cooking, and feeding this large number of people, the numerous religious practices, poojas and daily routines... and so on. She would tell us of all this as many anecdotes and stories involving the house and the people... one of the favourites that I remember are the late evenings, early nights when the men would go off to a movie or hang out with friends, and the women would retire to the women's chambers upstairs and then "they (women) would have all their fun". This fun consisted of my grandmother reading from novels, magazines, news papers for her mother-in-law and other women, young and old in the family, from the light of the hurricane(?) lamp. Only she could read. I imagined how my grandmother would have opened a whole new world of happenings and things through her reading on many of these nights. 

A voracious reading practice and an openness to new ideas and experiences were things that were essential to her being. She was well-versed in many many scriptures, could chant as well as explain their meaning, could quote lines from any of Kalki or Sujatha's novels apt to the situation; she also had a huge repository of all these quaint folk songs which she let loose to hers and our absolute glee, very relevant to the situation. My greatest regret has been that I have not documented any of these. It is these songs or small poem-compositions of those times, which show a different life - of deep observation of people and the way things happen, even the time to observe, and then the time to compose a song on the observation, the inclination to sit around and sing these songs in the evenings.... I must mention here that all the Ramayana and Mahabharatha that I know, I know because of her. She used to tell us stories from the 2 epics and that is how I know any of it. My sister lying on one side of her and I on the other at bed time, we used to listen to these stories which she said with great detail, relish and abandon. This was yet another quality that she kept with her always - her story telling quality. I realise as I write, that she enjoyed telling people stories and anecdotes. She also enjoyed meeting people, and talking to them about various things, drawing them out to tell her things (little realising that she was collecting anecdotes), and of course having them listen to her. Later, she would talk about them and come out with some wise and funny insight about their behaviour. 

It took very little to tickle her funny bone, and she would see some humour in almost any situation, and have a private laugh to herself. It was this ability to see the funny side of things which probably kept her sane, strong and open, even living with generations of people 4 times removed from hers, having different lifestyles and values, and doing strange things which she cannot understand. But it must also be said that she strived to keep herself up-to-date with all the things happening around her. She read all the Tamil news papers, magazines and all trivia that she can come across and would be able to talk to us also about these things. I remember talking to her once about some political issue, and with great reluctance she stated some of her views and during the conversation also told us how they had stopped wearing new clothes after the partiton of India happened! The entire family went into a life long mourning on this and vowed not to wear new clothes for any occasion. It was an eye-opener for me! I suddenly realised from what a political background she comes, and how her contemporaries in the family took part in the freedom struggle. And then came the realisation that she had no trouble keeping up with the political and social developments in the country or even in the world; it was technology and its application in every day life, life style and occupation, which she found strange. 

The core of my great grandmother was strength. Strength all the way - imagine a woman who had seen everybody in her family, from her own parents, children, children's spouses, siblings, grand-child's spouse, her husband whom she tended in the last days of his life when she was 80! (his bed sores and all), die before her ... and after all that could retain her sense of humour, love for new things, reading, propensity to pull everyone's legs, her love for knowledge... 88 years of life, well-lived, seasoned by so much of life's struggles and still the twinkle in the eye through it all.