₹500 each in a truck laden with sacks of grain.“Ab ghar pahunch gaye, sir. Yahaan bhi khaane ke liye nahin hai. Phir bhi sab theek hai." We have reached home sir, there is no food here too, but still all is well.
When I met them on Labour Day, they had one question for me, “Why was this done to us?" I had no answer. And I had two questions for them.One, what made you decide to walk 2,000km in the summer sun?
Their jobs had vanished. Food was dependent on NGOs or on scrounging. Used to paying for everything with sweat and blood, now dependant on alms, they were deeply troubled.
Everyone around was caught in the same web of hunger and poverty. The powerful people in their life, their employers, had turned away.