Saturday, 29 November 2014

WHILE ON MY HOME TURF

                             
                                                -Bageshwar  Jha
Hi, I am back to the national capital after a nearly two-month long sojourn to my native village in Bihar, perhaps the longest stint there since I left the village for studies in a high school in 1954. Believe me, during this period I missed you all, all the time. The purpose was to get constructed my house as after partition with brothers, I was given a vacant piece of land reducing me to the status of a person without a roof on his head. But the stay was eventful in many ways.
In fifties, only a counted few had shoes or woollens. Today you cannot see anybody without a chappal at least. The colourful pullovers put on by males and females of all ages has added colour to the life of the community. Previously every landlord, big or small had bullocks to plough the arable lands. Today, about forty tractors have banished the oxes. Labour being costly and scarce due to their flocking to Punjab, Haryana and Maharashtra, the landlords have stopped cultivation. The people of lower rung of the society have adopted the agricultural work on the condition of getting half of the product (bataidari). As a result, the landowners have started disposing of their land to maintain themselves and neglected lot are purchasing them. They call it ditch being higher than the dam. Moreover, the distribution of foodgrains by the government on highly subsidized rates has helped the beneficiaries to avoid hard labour oriented work.
The village has metalled roads and electricity is available for nearly twenty hours a day. The economically stable families are owning TV, fridge and other electronic household gadgets. The most encouraging development from the Sulabh point of view is that the houses being constructed are invariably provided with lavatories. Attendance in schools has unprecedently gone up as the students get bicycles, mid-day meal and cash for dress and study materials. Moreover, provision of toilets in schools has reduced to the minimum the drop out syndrome, particularly of girl students. People of all shades appear trained in parliamentary system and they have become cunning enough to teach a bitter lesson to non-performing politicians. The new crop in politics has realized that they cannot exist without delivering. The erstwhile downtrodden have turned so self-respect minded that even the affluent ones cannot dictate terms. Are not these small things indicative of India having progressed during last over six decades of independence?
Yet there is one more point, I would like to mention here. I have been attending Vidyapati jayanti celebrations in different cities of India either as an audience or an important somebody on the dias. However, I had never an opportunity to attend this function at Darbhanga, the heart of Mithila. Being a small time writer with publications in Maithili, the literary people there know me. So I was invited to attend that 3-day function on the second day, viz Nov.5, 2014. It was a national seminar in which I was to make a presentation on the history of Maithili dramas in and around my native village. Some other forty scholars had also made similar presentations which were all published in book form and released there by Justice Dharni Dhar Jha of Patna High Court. We also spoke on the theme before the august audience.

In hindsight, thus I realize to have missed a lot on account of this disconnection with my birth place. Did I do so deliberately? I would like to quote a sher of a famous Pakistani poet: ‘duniyan ne tere ishk se begana kar diya, tujh se bhi dilphareb hai gam rozgar ke’.    

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