Hello Bastar - The Untold Story of India's Maoist Movement
Rahul Pandita
Language: English
Pages: 132
ISBN: 2:00211306
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
Hello Bastar is the inside story of the current Maoist movement in India
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end to Naxal activities in the region. But his death only served to make the Naxals more popular. Very soon, other squads would enter these areas. Initially, when the squads entered, the Adivasis would run away from them, thinking of them as dacoits. The Naxal guerillas had a hard time even getting food since the people in the villages that they entered would vanish into the jungles upon spotting them. At certain places, the Naxals would then forcibly catch hold of someone and tell him about
The landless labourers and marginal farmers lived a miserable life. The upper-caste zamindars owned gangs of henchmen who would help them to maintain their political clout and also keep the poor suppressed. The poor had no voice. Sexual exploitation of their womenfolk was the norm. It was against this backdrop that the seeds of rebellion were sown in Bihar. In Bhojpur in central Bihar trouble began when a young educated man, Jagdish Mahto confronted the goons of a landlord who were trying to rig
laugh about it. You cannot expect looters to turn into saints. They will always remain looters,' says one of them. I have arrived at the camp after walking for days through the forest. In the first hour of our arrival, two guerillas spot a poisonous snake with another snake in its mouth. It is killed immediately. 'If it bites you, you will die in twenty minutes flat,' one of them tells me, while another laughs. It is green everywhere, and it has been raining for days. While walking through the
than us about films and other popular culture,' says Sunil. During the staging of one of his plays, Cotton 56, Polyester 84 (depicting the plight of textile mill workers) in Mumbai, Anuradha slipped in quietly, watched the play, and left as quietly as she had come. 'I only came to know later that she was there,' says Sunil. As Kobad says: 'She enjoyed plays, novels, good films, good food, whenever she got a chance. But she never craved after anything. I have seen her selflessness living sometimes
would not suffice. With their own little income, they buy small things—like a pack of cheap glucose biscuits or a pouch of milk for their children,' Ravish says. These women, he says, cannot even work as domestic servants since they live very far away from homes where demand for such maids exists. These people now cook their food in zeera instead of onions and eat potatoes instead of dal since both onion and dal are beyond their reach. In January, the Supreme Court issued a notice to the Centre