“Two decades ago, my life took an unexpected turn when I received the news that my husband had fallen from a 70-foot palm tree, breaking both his legs. Setting aside our farm work, I rushed to the hospital with my children. The doctors revealed a daunting truth – the operation and post-treatment would cost 10 lakh rupees, shifting the weight of responsibilities overnight.

As a humble agricultural family, we made tough decisions, selling our one-acre land and a plot to scrape together funds for the operation. Loans were inevitable. In the midst of despair, my children, too young to work, offered unexpected support: ‘Amma, don’t worry. We’ll work after school.’

Post-school, my son became a water boy, delivering door-to-door for years, while my daughter worked alongside me on farms for daily wages. Juggling house responsibilities and caring for my bedridden husband for over four years tested our resilience. Yet, hope prevailed, and we relentlessly worked towards a brighter future.

Years of hardship paid off – debts were cleared, my husband recovered, and I managed to educate my children in good colleges. Recently married, they lead happy lives with their families. However, challenges are still there as my husband succumbs to alcohol and unemployment.

Today at 53, I’m the sole breadwinner, working as a daily wage laborer from 8 a.m. to 6 p.m. daily. Despite life’s highs and lows, I won’t quit farming – it’s not just a profession but my way of life. Farming brings me joy and strength. As I continue working in fellow farmers’ fields, I proudly declare myself a ‘Matti Manishi.'”

• Padma, Farmer from Yadadri Bhongir