Bravo to these workers, the providers of our plates of delicious
Pulao, steamed, fried or curd rice or biryani scrumptious!
So aromatic, even the plain khichdi, or risottos, so life sustaining,
This staple diet of so many cultures, our hunger satiating,
We all relish, without questioning much about this appetising
Wholesome food, full of essential nutrients to complement
Palatable preparations with spicy ingredients.
A look at the paddy field in the photo, drives us to the workers
So much preoccupied, surely undergoing back breaking days,
Engaged in arduous labour under the scorching sun
Or the chilly winter or torrential rain.
The rice growers are immersed in this job laboriously,
Dutifully, patiently and perseveringly,
Ploughing the marshy soil, following each step prudently,
Probably helped by oxen or buffalo. They remove the stumps by hoeing,
In an orderly heap from one end to another laying,
Acting as a mud wall, with bare hands the mud plastering
To keep the water from draining.
The seedlings are gathered in small bundles, painstakingly,
Tied probably with aloe fibre strings and later placed randomly
In the paddy field. Other workers take over the transplanting
Of the seedlings one by one, some space keeping.
Soon, the verdant plants start growing lushly.
Later, the farmer sprays biocides meticulously.
When the bunches of paddy seeds appear plenteously,
They are then harvested and sent for threshing finely
In several stages to become clean ultimately and packed duly,
Sent for sale worldwide, reaching our plate ultimately.
Blessed are we to have such great souls working so arduously,
To keep us satisfied daily!