Husk & Rice

My Grandfather runs a Rice Mill. In his rice mill, they get the paddy… remove the husk and charge a nominal amount for the milling process. The rice owner can opt to sell the husk to the mill owner.

Normally, the farmers bring truck load or a small cart load of rice in gunny bags. So it always sounded a profitable business for him. Recently when I visited his mill, I got shocked to see that there were no one there & he was idle in the cash counter.When i questioned what happened to his mill business, he unraveled few things.

After the government announced 1Kg rice for a 1 rupee, farmers are not willing much to involve in agriculture. Also the rain did not help farmers as it did 20 years before. So now all the farmers are going for daily labour work, which fetches them 300 rupees average.

While we were discussing this, A guy came with a small bag of  paddy. After my Grandpa’s completed the account with the guy,he  told me that his business faced a 3 rupee potential loss with that transaction. His milling fee was 15 Rupees & the farmer sold out the 6 kg husk costing 18 rupee. If no one buys the husk from my grandfather, it might be a 3 rupee potential loss.

In village,they use husk to feed cattle. Now they opt to feed it with rice which is 66 percent cheaper from the government.

Husk is 3 Rupee per Kg & Rice is 1 Rupee per Kg!

P.S. All the rupees mentioned in this post are Indian rupees.

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Give & Get

I was riding my new bike Honda – Unicorn.   My brother was pillion rider and I was riding it in the congested streets of Tnagar – Chennai.

The Smell of tobacco suddenly swirled my nose.  The water washed vehicle doom was now fully soused by tobacco remains. The mind easily identified the sinner in a fraction. It was the prior bike rider, who spit it.

There was no point in chasing him. To vent my anger I used unparliamentary language. He heard the word and abruptly stopped his bike and questioned me why I used such language. I wanted to justify my act, but hearing that he accidentally spit, I repented for the word..

I left the place answering him that I used the word accidentally too.

My normal riding rhythm got altered by the incident. I accelerated much and at a pedestrian crossing, I wanted to pass the people who were waiting to cross the road.

I got forced to use my disc brakes, to bring the vehicle stationary. The people are already half way past in the road.

I heard the exact word which I used some time before, coming to me from a eunuch. Also the eunuch yelled at me “Go slow”.

I went slowly in mind.