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Stray cows will soon have 1,000 shelters to call their homes in Madhya Pradesh. As part of ‘Project Gaushala’, the State government plans to move 7 lakh stray cows and bulls to shelters close to villages. “First, let’s not call them awara (wandering),” said R.K. Rokde, Director, State Animal Husbandry Department, “Instead, nirashrit (stray) sounds much more dignified.”Land donatedEach gaushala (cow shelter) is being developed at a cost of ₹30 lakh on an acre or more of land donated by temples, individuals and informal groups. Each of the 100 cows in a shelter would have at least 27 sq. ft. under the shed to itself, and at least an extra 50 sq. ft. to roam. Newborn calves would be tended to in special, intensive-care sheds; cow urine and dung would be stocked in tanks for use later as ingredients in different products; vermicompost pits and bio-gas units would be set up in the compound. Each cow will be provided not less than ₹20 worth sawdust and fodder from deep mangers every day. For this, the State government in this year’s budget has set aside ₹132 crore. Mahatma Gandhi National Rural Employment Guarantee Scheme workers have been roped in to build the gaushalas at a cost of ₹300 crore, being drawn from the scheme. Under the watch of gram panchayats, self-help groups and NGOs working for the welfare of cows will manage the shelters, once their bid to operate them is approved by Zila Gaupalan Samitis headed by District Collectors. Mr. Rokdesaid, “We will transfer funds for the feed to managers in four instalments in a year.” Not all stray Not all the cattle on the streets, however, are stray, he said. “As many as 13 lakh cattle have breeders and are left to roam streets and graze fields during the day. They won’t be moved to the shelters.”Over the years, admitted Mr. Rokde, with stricter implementation of the Madhya Pradesh Gauvansh Vadh Pratishedh Adhiniyam, the State’s cow slaughter prevention law, especially close to the State’s porous borders to catch those transporting cattle illegally, the numbers of stray cattle has shot up.
I faced the first interview of my life. Three old men sat in front of me. They looked like they had not smiled since their hair had turned grey.I had learnt about wishing people before an interview. I had even practised it. ‘Good morning, sir.’ ‘There are a few of,I faced the first interview of my life. Three old men sat in front of me. They looked like they had not smiled since their hair had turned grey.I had learnt about wishing people before an interview. I had even practised it. ‘Good morning, sir.’ ‘There are a few of us here,’ said the man in the middle. He seemed to be around fifty-five years old and wore square, black rimmed glasses and a checked jacket.’Good morning, sir, sir and sir,’ I said. They smiled. I didn’t think it was a good smile. It was the high-class-tolow-class smile. The smile of superiority, the smile of delight that they knew English and I didn’t.Of course, I had no choice but to smile back. The man in the middle was Professor Pereira, the head of sociology, the course I had applied for. Professor Fernandez, who taught physics, and Professor Gupta, whose subject was English, sat on his left and right respectively.’Sports quota, eh?’ Prof. Pereira said. ‘Why isn’t Yadav here?’ ‘I’m here, sir,’ a voice called out from behind me. I turned around to see a man in a tracksuit standing at the door. He looked too old to be a student but too young to be faculty. ‘This one is 85 per cent your decision,’ Prof. Pereira said.’No way, sir. You are the final authority.’ He sat down next to the professors. Piyush Yadav was the sports coach for the college and sat in on all sports-quota interviews. He seemed simpler and friendlier than the professors. He didn’t have a fancy accent either. ‘Basketball?’ Prof. Fernandez asked, scanning through my file.advertisement’Yes, sir,’ I said. ‘What level?’ ‘State.’ ‘Do you speak in full sentences?’ Prof. Gupta said in a firm voice. I didn’t fully understand his question. I kept quiet. ‘Do you?’ he asked again.’Yes, yes,’ I said, my voice like a convict’s. ‘So?why do you want to study at St Stephen’s?’ A few seconds of silence followed. The four men in the room looked at me. The professor had asked me a standard question.’I want good college,’ I said, after constructing the sentence in my head. Prof. Gupta smirked. ‘That is some response. And why is St Stephen’s a good college?’ I switched to Hindi. Answering in English would require pauses and make me come across as stupid. Maybe I was stupid, but I did not want them to know that. ‘Your college has a big name. It is famous in Bihar also,’ I said.’Can you please answer in English?’ Prof. Gupta said. ‘Why? You don’t know Hindi?’ I said in reflex, and in Hindi.I saw my blunder in their horrified faces. I had not said it in defiance; I really wanted to know why they had to interview me in English when I was more comfortable in Hindi. Of course, I didn’t know then that Stephen’s professors didn’t like being asked to speak in Hindi.’Professor Pereira, how did this candidate get an interview?’ Prof. Gupta said. Prof. Pereira seemed to be the kindest of the lot. He turned to me. ‘We prefer English as the medium of instruction in our college, that’s all.’Without English, I felt naked. I started thinking about my return trip to Bihar. I didn’t belong here-these English-speaking monsters would eat me alive. I was wondering what would be the best way to take their leave when Piyush Yadav broke my chain of thought. ‘Bihar se ho? Are you from Bihar?’ he said.The few words in Hindi felt like cold drops of rain on a scorching summer’s day. I loved Piyush Yadav in that instant.’Yes, sir. Dumraon.’ ‘I know. Three hours from Patna, right?’ he said. ‘You know Dumraon?’ I said. I could have kissed his feet. The three Englishspeaking monsters continued to stare. ‘I’m from Patna.Anyway, tell them about your achievements in basketball,’ Piyush said. I nodded. He sensed my nervousness and spoke again. ‘Take your time. I am Hindi-medium, too. I know the feeling.’ The three professors looked at Piyush as if wondering how he had ever managed to get a job at the college. I composed myself and spoke my rehearsed lines.’Sir, I have played state-level basketball for six years. Last year, I was in the waiting list for the BFI national team.’ ‘BFI?’ said Prof. Gupta. ‘Basketball Federation of India,’ Piyush answered for me, even though I knew the answer.advertisement’And you want to do sociology. Why?’ Prof. Fernandez said. ‘It’s an easy course. No need to study. Is that it?’ Prof. Gupta remarked. I didn’t know whether Gupta had something against me, was generally grumpy or suffered from constipation.’I am from rural area.’ ‘I am from a rural area,’ Gupta said, emphasizing the ‘a’ as if omitting it was a criminal offence. ‘Hindi, sir? Can I explain in Hindi?’ Nobody answered. I had little choice. I took my chances and responded in my language. ‘My mother runs a school and works with the villagers. I wanted to learn more about our society. Why are our villages so backward?Why do we have so many differences based on caste and religion? I thought I could find some answers in this course.’ Prof. Gupta understood me perfectly well. However, he was what English-speaking people would call an ‘uptight prick’. He asked Piyush to translate what I had said.’That’s a good reason,’ Prof. Pereira said once Piyush was done. ‘But now you are in Delhi. If you pass out of Stephen’s, you will get jobs in big companies. Will you go back to your native place?’ His concern seemed genuine.It took me a few seconds to understand his question. Piyush offered to translate but I gestured for him not to.’I will, sir,’ I finally replied. I didn’t give a reason. I didn’t feel the need to tell them I would go back because my mother was alone there.I didn’t say we were from the royal family of Dumraon. Even though there was nothing royal about us any more, we belonged there. And, of course, I didn’t mention the fact that I couldn’t stand any of the people I had met in this city so far. ‘We’ll ask you something about Bihar then?’ Prof. Fernandez said.’Sure.’ ‘What’s the population of Bihar?’ ‘Ten crores.’ ‘Who runs the government in Bihar?’ ‘Right now it’s Lalu Prasad’s party.’ ‘And which party is that?”RJD-Rashtriya Janata Dal.’ The questions kept coming, and after a while I couldn’t keep track of who was asking what. While I understood their English, I couldn’t answer in complete sentences. Hence, I gave the shortest answers possible. But one question had me stumped.’Why is Bihar so backward?’ Prof. Gupta said. I didn’t know the answer, forget saying it in English.- By arrangement with Rupa Publications