The poor farmers without a farm live a miserable life. They work on daily wages on the farms of others. Their wages are too low. They belong to the class of have-nots, although they are the very backbone of our agriculture. They have a handful of children and a bagful of debts. They are the worst victims of our society.
How sad! Our feeders die for want of food!
These farmers are like seeds that rot themselves to give fruits and flowers to others.
There are only a few rich people who own all the land. They belong to the class of haves. They do not cultivate their land with their own hands. They live on the sweat and blood of others. They get from the poor cultivators enough to lead a decent life. In fact, they seem to belong to a different race of men altogether. They are not real farmers. They are mere land-owners.
What a society we live in!
Our real farmers are agriculture laborers. They are known by their very look. It is a look of despair. They look more dead than alive. There is hardly a line of smile on their faces or a ray of hope in their hearts. They are hungry and almost naked. They do not know why they are born at all.
These poor people are hopelessly ignorant. They work in the present but live in the past. Naturally, they believe in all possible types of superstitions. They believe in ghosts and spirits and in millions of gods and goddesses. They are blind believers in fate. It is fate that has made them so poor, they think. Some bad star plays tricks against them, they believe. This faith in fate cannot be shaken. They only look up to heaven for help. They try hard to please all the gods and goddesses. All this is due to ignorance. So, our farmers are just like a herd of cattle rather than thinking human beings.