The Musahar communities of eastern UP and Bihar have been unable to escape the trap of desperate poverty
India has been conspicuously less successful than many other emerging economies in the scale, speed and depth of its reversal of poverty. But many scholars say that whatever one’s measures of poverty, young people on an average have better educational and economic prospects today than those of their parents and grandparents. They say these changes are not fast enough but they are occurring.
The heart of their predicament, Hassan finds, is in their landlessness. Most Musahar families do not even own the land on which their tiny huts stand. Each Musahar family is linked to a dabang (literally strong) upper-caste household in a highly unequal symbiotic relationship. The Musahar household is constantly in need of loans, which are provided by the landlord, but at incredibly high rates of interest. "Typically, the Musahar family (kamia or mazdoor) would be living on land belonging to the landlord. In return the malik has first right over the kamia’s labour, for work on fields or minding cattle or household chores-at a significantly reduced daily wage rate of Rs.25 to Rs.40 a day, paid mostly in kind. The kamia would be able to earn higher wages, if he works elsewhere-but that choice is not his."
Some escape to Punjab to work in farmers’ fields, Hassan reports, or entire families toil for a pittance in brick kilns or construction work. These are situations of semi-bondage, extracting very hard labour, leaving little savings and bodies debilitated by poor nutrition. This renders the households to depend again on the landlords who couple as moneylenders, and the mostly upper-caste governmentemployees.
In Dumri, the village of field work, Hassan finds a contrasting situation for people of other castes. "The upper-caste households were large farmers, not working the land themselves, but employing lower caste Dalits to till them. Most households also had members with salaried jobs-teachers, lawyers, clerks in government offices, and now increasingly in private sector jobs…Middle castes were mostly share-croppers, having contracted in land from richer farmers, or farmer-owners themselves working their small patches, although many continued to be kept out of the land market, having to work as rickshaw pullers or as helps in shops, some even head-loaders in Muzaffarpur town. Musahars were again remarkable in that they all worked as seasonal labourers-on farms in Dumri and construction projects in Muzaffarpur, or migrate to do similar work away elsewhere." They have no chances even to climb to the next step of sharecroppers, because "to become a sharecropper, landlords need an asset for collateral, before they can part with their land…The near complete lack of assets, coupled with the general perception of Musahars as lazy and only good for work as farm labourers, makes it very difficult for them to obtaining land even on lease".
Hassan writes movingly of one Dinesh Manjhi. His "life has run in fast motion-at 19, he is brother to two sisters and a younger brother, son to his 55-year-old mother, and the breadwinner to all. Father died a year ago, to sudden disease, that the family is still unclear about. But Dinesh’s early tryst with adulthood began much before his father’s demise. It was at least seven years ago that-forced by dirt poverty at home-his father first took Dinesh along to Gurdaspur, in the western state of Punjab, to help with errands on the farm that he himself worked on as seasonal worker. Work was hard, but it added the valuable extra to what the father saved to bring back home every season. When Dinesh is not labouring on farms in Punjab, he is at home, in Dumri village, eking out a living as a construction labourer, in neighbouring Muzaffarpur town, earning between Rs.100-150 a day, on days he is able to find work. His younger brother, Mukesh, 15, is following in Dinesh’s footsteps-picking up the skills of construction labour, even though the work is hard and hazardous. But that is still better than opportunities in Dumri itself, as farm hand, available at most for 15-20 days a year, during (paddy or wheat) harvest time, at about Rs.100 a day. There is no other source of income…" He concludes, "There is no escaping hard labour."
Is this the life-of wretched poverty and hard low-paid labour, often in unfamiliar lands-that a young adult of 15 or 19 years should look forward to? Decades of freedom and high growth have done nothing to change the destiny of Dinesh Manjhi. His life is hardly different from that of his father and grandfather. There is little we are doing to ensure that his daughter looksforwardto life with even a little more hope.
Harsh Mander is a former member of the National Advisory Council.